<div style="text-align: justify;">Elizabeth smiled when Hans said she would find a use for her coins. Indeed, she did need some new clothes. But she would happily have given her coins up for her friend if he really needed them. As he didn't, she nodded and slipped the coins into her little coinpurse. After that, the girl nodded and went to help her friend as she could.<br/><br/>As the next few years passed by rapidly, Elizabeth watched as Hans grew into a young man instead of the boy she had met. And at the same time, she had blossomed into a little woman. Her body was changing, and so was her personality. She wasn't that scrawny little girl anymore, and wasn't so scared of everything. Having learned to care for wounds and illnesses, Elizabeth got used to seeing blood and unpleasant scenes.<br/><br/>Now a young woman of 15, Elizabeth knew she was safe with Hans by her side. She would do whatever she could for him as well. Talking to him, listening, mending his wounds, and even cooking him a little something special she would get with her coins. The girl knew the crew would talk about them behind their backs, but never addressed these rumors. She wouldn't even know how to address them, after all.<br/><br/>Right now, she didn't need to, though. As she wasn't feeling well, Elizabeth had been allowed to retreat to her bed while, as the captain said, 'she paid her monthly tribute to nature'. Elizabeth was already used to it, and most times came and went without any problems, but as this month they were sailing in a cold patch of sea, she was feeling less than well.<br/><br/>And of course, that was a golden chance for someone to pick at Hans. Charlie, the cook, came up to the young man with a bowl of broth, handing it to him. "Here, lad, cap'n says you take this to your wife... ooops, your friend!"</div>