Stavanger Bay zoologically improbable and/or terrifying to small children

"Not yet, had to make sure I got it right," she said, casting him a small smile.  It was true, though... his crew was a little different than hers had been.  She had never asked her mates loyalty or death... seemed asking for a crew who didn't want to serve ya.  If they weren't loyal she'd have rather they sod off, but apparently here, the contract was a bit more set.

"Not too much expected, just serve the crew and be loyal to them.  Desert and die, but stay and ye'll have a pretty solid lot ready to get your back if need be."  She glanced at Smokestep, first to see if she had overstepped, and second to see if he had anything to add.  She was still getting the sense for how possessive he was of his own power, and for the first time in a long while, she wasn't looking to undermine.