Stavanger Bay Where is your rider

Hmm.  She... still didn't quite understand.  "Yer the result?"  she asked, not particularly liking his tone or the heaviness that he said it with.  He was the result to that crew, or his very existence was?  "I've not heard tell of that crew."  Her eyes cast down for a moment, but when she brought them back up, they met his an instant before diverting.  "But I know what it is to be stuck in a crew you don't want.  Nothing good comes of leadin by fear, least not on that alone."  Only mutiny.  She was the result of that, though she didn't say as much, and she'd brought her own reckoning on them.  It appeared the lessons he'd learned had been vastly different than his own, and she wondered if things would be different if she'd joined willingly.

She hoped he would clarify, but if he didn't, she'd understand.  She wasn't sure how far he trusted her at the moment, and a lot of Smoke she was finding to be an enigma.  The more she learned, the less she felt she knew.