Stavanger Bay Cause the faint of heart gonna fall apart

It was not a kind remark, but she stood behind it, because it rang true.  She knew it wasn't intentional, but she felt she had been duped.  He whirled, as expected, and she kept herself carefully calm, though inwardly she seethed.  When she had joined, she agreed to abide by his leadership.  She might have idly considered vying for captain if this encounter went sour, but she knew she would not.  She would simply walk.

"That bit about crew first.  Didn't realize it had an exception when it came to blood."  She said, trying but not quite succeeding at keeping the undercurrent of hurt out.  Sensitive subject.  "I won't bow to her just cuz she's yer sister, and if this crew's what you say they are, I doubt they would either."  Her fur prickled, but she wanted to hear his defense.  Let him try to explain why she should give a flying fuck whose blood she was, and why that should say she needed to give her deference.

If she deserved her title, she would still have it.  Simple as that.