The night had been very fun. Talking, laughing, drinking, eating to our hearts content. I had been so engrossed in my work and Emmaline's training that I had completely let the tradition of the feast slip my mind. The night had worn me down a peg, but Emmaline was about forty pounds lighter than me and had been drinking beforehand. She was certainly hit harder, but the beautiful woman held it like a champion. I gave her an easy, amused look. 

"Actually it's required. Chances are we'll need to disguise ourselves, so we'll need new clothes." 

"Eggcellent!" She said in approval, her foot slipping between my feet. Her legs moved before mine, and she would have capsized onto the ground had I not held her up. She clung to me for a moment and hiccuped, finding her feet again. "Tank you. Sturdiness is a good trait to have." 

"Just keep your feet a little longer, Emmaline. We're almost there." I said to her. I imagine I had a bewildered look when she put a nebulously placed finger on my nose for emphasis, looking at me. She might be a little sillier, but she had her faculties. 

"First nambe basis now? Was the dances that cajsholing?" She said wryly, deliberately keeping the slurred words to a minimum. I raised an eyebrow and gave her a matching look. 

"Dance like that again and you'll command the bloody ship." I joked, and she tittered. Another corner, and we found her door. With her weight on my right, I attempted to open the door with my left but she reached for it as well, insisting she had it. I let her go and she pulled the door open, nearly hitting me in the head. I ducked, and she looked at the room like it was an old enemy as the light was off, leaving it a black shadow of nothingness for her to traverse. I stepped in, knowing the Caledonia far better than her and turned the light on for her. The blonde saluted me in a sly way I couldn't tell was truly thankful or with a hidden meaning behind it. 

"When do we get there again?" She asked, stepping in to the room and blinking. 

"Day after tomorrow," I said, pulling her bunting over her shoulder to cover her modesty a bit more. She had a rose color to her cheeks and she cleared her throat awkwardly. I decided now was a good time for it, and I smoothed my hair back. "I'm sorry about being so firm with you, by the way. I know this is all new, and I think you'll make a good addition to the team. I'll fetch your shoes for you too while you're asleep. Are...we ok?"