<div style="text-align: justify;">Elizabeth was lying on her bed, resting, when she heard footsteps. At this point in time, she had learned to recognize Hans' footsteps before he even got anywhere near her. Opening her eyes when her friend finally came close enough that she could smell the broth, the girl sat up slowly and took the bowl.<br/><br/>"Thanks", she murmured, accepting the spoon and stirring the broth to cool it a little. "Don't worry, I'm not catching anything", she assured her friend, tasting the broth. "Attitude or not, this is delicious", she commented. Taking a few other spoonfuls, she smiled at Hans.<br/><br/>"I'm curious as to what kind of sass he tried to give you...". She paused for a few mores spoonfuls, finding out she was really hungry. "...and what you have said in exchange".<br/><br/>Elizabeth was fully aware of the comments some crewmen made. Most weren't made directly to her, but loud enough so she could hear. And most were really improper for a young lady to hear. But Liz never complained to anyone, especially to Hans. She didn't want him to get into trouble with other crewmen, after all. As she waited for the answer, Liz kept on eating slowly, considering to herself what she could do to help stop these comments.</div>