Mala noticed the young man's confusion, but didn't believe it was real. How couldn't he know of what happened when you took a selkie's skin? However, she hardly had time to wonder when the door burst open. She shrank back, pressing against the wall to make herself seem smaller as she stared with large eyes. The man ranted about something, shredding the bag that his son had offered her just moments ago. The captain was talking so fast Mala couldn't understand.<br/><br/>Suddenly, he turned towards her, giving her a look that made her let out a whimper. He grabbed her arm, making her shriek and claw at his hand, though she held tight to her skin. He dragged her off the bed, she continued to make a fuss. Turning back to his son, he glared. "Just because I let you take care of her doesn't mean you can shirk your duties on this ship. And it certainly doesn't mean I can't do what I will with her."<br/><br/>The last part made Mala cry out, biting down hard on his knuckles. Metallic-tasting liquid confused her senses as she was released, but as she fell, received a blow to the stomach. "Little whore." the man growled, taking another hold of her hair and starting to pull her towards the door. Mala felt weak, but clung to her skin like a drowning man would cling to a boey.