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Greyjoy let out a soft chuckle at the consort's words, knowing only too well the silence that accompanied their job of protecting the Nereides. "Ours is a quiet life, it's true." At least now that Atlas and Akantha were here, everyone had more cause to speak to each other. Aktaiê spoke with him in private, though it was not an intimate occurrence; usually, she wanted to make sure he knew what he was doing, and to get updates on how Greyjoy would train new hoplites once they reached their destination.

When Atlas spoke of his supposed ability to scare threats away with his stare, Greyjoy really laughed merrily. "Yes, my stare is really the reason behind my status," he joked, giving Atlas a side-long glance, as if he wanted to scare him away, too. He shook his head with a smile, "There really have been no threats, thank the Sea and the Consort. The biggest obstacle has been fatigue and hunger."