<div style="text-align: justify;">Elizabeth's heart was pounding while the battle raged. Her hands were gripping each other closely, and the girl prayed silently for her friend's safety. As the fray finally ended, the girl took a deep breath and waited for Hans or someone else to come for her. It was for the best, she thought, that she waited until someone allowed her up.<br/><br/>Hearing Hans' voice, Elizabeth smiled and nodded, moving back up to the deck. The girl waited in the Wanton Widow, watching what happened on the other ship. The girl was really curious, but she didn't want to go into the other ship. Not yet, at least. Maybe one day, when she was older and knew how to fight well, she would have the guts to engage another ship. And not just after the battle.<br/><br/>But as of now, she preferred to wait. Her green eyes watched anxiously while Hans walked around the shop, picking up his part of the loot. She noticed as her friend went to the quartermaster with his chosen share. Elizabeth couldn't see what he had from where she was standing. So, the girl waited very patiently as her friend returned.<br/><br/>As he showed her his part of the loot, Elizabeth's eyes lit up. She thought to herself how much she hoped Hans would share with her, and how she would never ask him too. "Wow, can I see them?", the girl asked, her little hand hovering over the rapier. "was that all you got for yourself?", she completed. It was her way of leaving it up in the air and see what his intentions were.</div>