Pretty little thing had been warming up to him. He knew she was and yet Clay couldn't bring himself to do anything to her. When they slept, his chair had become his bed. The aches of muscle and bone screaming at him for daring to treat it rougher than he already did. His eyes avoided the little beauty, yet he still gave her attentions that most did not receive. Riley had seen the change. The calmer his Captain and the girl were, the smoother they seemed to sail. The first mate was not blind to the girls blushes either, he knew that Clay might have done something. Clay had noticed too, an despite himself enjoyed that he made her little heart flutter. Those shimmering green eyes gazed intently at her as she made her comment about liking the vessel. A small smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he watched her walk up to the wheel. Following closely behind her knowing full well she could not hold the thing herself. She tried, it didn't always turn out so well for her.<br/><br/>Walking up behind her he brought his hand up, bringing her hair to be tucked behind her ear as he leaned down, his mouth close to her ear as his hand cam around her side to grab the wheel. "What is wrong my dear?" He purred out softly, letting his breath play on her ear. He was certainly teasing her at this point but not being super obvious. The Captain easily pressed himself against her, pushing her up into the wheel without seeming like that was what he was doing. He leaned his head down next to her ear again and let out a soft chuckle before he spoke. "One might start to think you like being pinned against me and the wheel." He kissed her ear before his attention looked out to where they were pulling into the harbor. "MAN YOUR STATIONS!" He barked out to his men.<br/><br/>As the ship pulled into the harbor he quickly took Nix's hand and pulled her down after him. One step after another she stumbled after him. Getting to the port he looked over his men. "RILEY. You are in charge. I want three men on this ship at all times. Take turns. We will port here for a week. Enjoy yourselves boys!" He barked out His green eyes looking down to the confused Princess. He picked her up Bridal style, seeing as her feet were bare. "Lets go get some money." Her chuckled and walked off the boat, walking to a shop in the middle of town. Dresses, suits and others things in the window. Walking in he looked to the seamstress. "She needs sea appropriate clothed, Abigail." He called out to the woman.