<div style="text-align: justify;">Elizabeth chuckled when Hans told her what Charles had said. She could imagine her friend's expression when he heard those words. Shaking her head, Elizabeth finished her soup and smiled. She looked a little better now, as her cheeks had gotten some color back.<br/><br/>"Who, me?", Elizabeth chuckled again. "How could I, you know Charlie can't keep his mouth shut". She left the bowl aside and looked at her friend. It was funny to think that those children were now a young man and a young woman. They had been through so much together, it was hard to see Hans as a man and link him to that boy with a funny accent she had first met.<br/><br/>"I don't mind the comments", Liz replied, watching as her friend took a few swigs of rum. She didn't usually like it when he drank, but they were in the middle of the sea and it was cold, so Liz could understand him.<br/><br/>"One or two days, I think", the girl replied to his question. "Sooner, if we reach a warmer patch of sea". Feeling a need for human contact she usually felt when sick, Elizabeth leaned and laid her head on Hans' shoulder, resting it there for a moment. "You're so warm", she murmured softly. "I feel like I could fall asleep here".</div>