<div style="text-align: justify;">Elizabeth felt a little intimidated by the midshipman, as by everyone else. She felt she had to suck it up and start talking to people, though. Unless she wanted to use Hans as her spokesperson for the rest of her time in the ship, which she didn't.<br/><br/>So, she mustered all her courage and didn't shy away from looking at the man. When he said they should clean the railings, the girl nodded and followed Hans.<br/><br/>"All right", she replied simply when he said that he thought he knew where to find what they needed.<br/><br/>Getting back below the decks, Elizabeth was a little startled at seeing the manwith a peg-leg. Yet, she liked him on sight and showed a shy smile, checking out the crates. Her gaze soon went back to the man, and she looked at him with immense curiosity.<br/><br/>Her tongue was restless to ask what had happened to his leg, but Elizabeth thought it wouldn't be polite. So she simply picked up the bucket and soap and moved to get back to the deck, hoping she would have the courage to ask next time.<br/><br/>As they went back up, the girl started working, trying to focus only on the cleaning. Her tongue was too restless and her curiosity didn't let her stay silent, though. "Hans. Did you see that the man we saw had a..." Elizabeth stopped to remove a stubborn stain, and then continued. "You know. The leg", she completed, hoping he could satisfy her curiosity.</div>