Ocean's Breath Plateau the feathered wings of jeweled gods

Pharaoh remained away from her, which Brook had to admit she appreciated. She was not so used to strangers, even if she knew his name and knew him to be a part of her father's pack. Brook had not expected him to ask for more casual conversation, a skillset that she did not believe herself to possess. Every question felt like an interrogation, likely a side effect of her time with Tortuga. It had been only Aditya with whom she was able to have pleasant small talk with.

It reminded her of Tortuga, and for that, she despised it. But it brought her father happiness. My father enjoys it, and I enjoy seeing him happy. It was he who made the decisions, even when he had asked them of her. Brook had yet to break free from herself, and she did not want to. It was easier to live as her father's shadow, to live for him.