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The boy was not entirely sure what had caused him to outright insult the Gamma, nor did he particularily care. Perhaps it was the feeling of utter free will or maybe just he was an undiciplined, teenage boy with little care for who his words affected. Nodding readily, the boy broke at a run once the sea wench quit yapping, he did not need to hear what he could and could not do from a woman who knew nothing of what him and what he had already survived. “Nice talk!” He called only after he had sprinted a few meters, winking only once before he returned to his place of hiding.