Joseph gave a smirk and his eyes were warm as he peered down his nose at Elissa when she bestowed him with the compliment. [i]Yeah, he knew that[/i], it usually was his cheeky grin and deep-set dimples that did the trick, well, didn’t work on Rhea, though, she knew better.

Amongst pirates, women like men, had to be tough - these men that seemed to find her revolting clearly were of a particular class amongst whom, Elissa did not belong, “I don’t think you belong with them” he expressed honestly, “alright, you show me” he gestured.

“I want this ship in tight shape for tomorrow” Rhea grinned indicating she’d made a few rounds to the most senior crew, “I think it will be a struggle with this calibre of drink, though” she waved the tankard to illustrate before topping it up, “what do you think of her Adam?” Rhea inquired regarding Elissa as she took a drink, the surgeon often had a good sense for people.