Stavanger Bay Where is your rider

She didn't laugh, just listened, as he detailed his admiration of the man he had once called Captain.  She couldn't laugh... after all, hadn't she been the same?  She'd had an idol of her own, a mentor who had seemed so infallible and perfect that there had been no one she'd rather become.  Trouble was, wolves like that were rarely all they were made out to be.  There was danger in placing too lofty a title on another; you could easily lose yourself in the process.

But here she was thinking on how she had seen the folly in it too late, while he seemed ashamed to have found his own way.  She agreed... so long as he lived in the shadow of his ghost, he never would be as good a captain.  He'd thwart himself at every turn.  "Givin up on that goal does this entire crew a disservice, y'know." she said finally, carefully.  "Maybe ye never will be better... but if ye don't try, well.  What right do y' have even claiming it?"  Her tone was more thoughtful than anything else; her intention was not to say he shouldn't.  After all, she wouldn't have signed on if she thought it.

Nothing he said gelled with her. This was his crew, and to fill it with those who might overthrow seemed an insane way to run it.  But if it was how he truly, really believed it needed to be... then fine.  He was right; he had made the pledge of every joiner she'd seen, every joiner but one - she herself.  Because if he had made it of her, she'd have questioned it on the spot, and she wasn't so sure she'd have taken the jump.  But now she was expected of it, and it sat oddly on her; history had given her reason to hate such expectation, but she wasn't unhappy here, so she'd keep it in spite of her gut.  

"The threat won't be what keeps me here," she added finally, her ear flicking and the corner of her mouth turning up.  "Only a crew worth bein in can do that.  But I don't think we'll have a problem."  It was likely she wouldn't understand, and that was ok.  If he wanted to hunt them down, fine.  She'd help as she could, seein as really it didn't matter so long as the crew was happy in the process.