Stavanger Bay passion fruit

"Hmm," She appeared to consider a moment, then the lilt was back.  She appreciated that the other seemed to take her teasing in stride - it was part of a necessary crew comraderie, after all.  "Suppose you'll do.  So long as you see havin the likes of him" she indicated behind "at your back instead of your front seems a fair price.  But so's you know, it's a life gig.  Captain's orders are to hunt down any deserters."  It was fairly obvious what happened to those they caught, but she'd spell it out if need be.

"And my name's Rosalyn.  First mate to the Captain."[/b][/b]