Gwen cleaned Lani's face gently, being careful of the brand. She smiled softly, eyes sad and gentle. "I'll be okay, miss," she said, setting the cloth in the bucket. "If you died, he would have been released from his promise anyway, and then where would I be?" A smile. "It's better this way, truly. This way you live."<br/><br/>She stood up and brushed her pants off, cleaning her hands in the dirty water. She banged on the door and was let out. Holding her head high, she strode to the door of the captain's quarters and knocked on the door.<br/><br/>He opened them and smirked. "Ah, good. Are you satisfied, lass?" he asked, mockingly.<br/><br/>She nodded, eyes hard. "I am." She took a breath. "<span style="font-style: italic">In the cradle of the sea, between the rushing tides, Behind the devil's sharp-edged teeth, untold treasure hides.</span>" She put her braid over her shoulder. "That's all I remember."<br/><br/>"That's all you remember, hm?" he said, arching a brow. "So there's more?"<br/><br/>She shrugged. "I don't know. But I told you that I would tell you what I had told my other captors, and I have done so."<br/><br/>An indulgent smirk. "That you have, I suppose. And you haven't forgotten the rest of our bargain, of course."<br/><br/>Rather than answer him, Gwen just pulled off her shirt. Loach grinned nastily and brought her to himself.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>A little less than an hour passed. She stumbled out of the captain's quarters, hair loose and wild. Her clothes were messy, as if she had simply thrown them on. She walked back to the brig unsteadily and fell in, sitting down hard. Her long, gangly legs sprawled as she sat. Marks dotted her neck and collarbone, and nail scratches decorated her back and hips. Just under her left shoulder blade sat a brand that exactly matched Lani's, except for the fact that it was a little bigger.<br/><br/>She bowed her head, letting her hair hide her face. She was embarrassed and didn't want to look at Lani.