Minali seemed to be leaning casually against the wheel rather than actively guiding the ship. Those pale green eyes followed Amelia as she made her way to them. Her scarred lips curved into an impish smile, "I thought you'd want to rest, did you miss me already kitten?" There was the slightest edge under the teasing tone, since Minali had said she'd fetch the girl. There was not much to be said between her and her crew, but seeing their officers standing together was good for the rest of the lot.<br/><br/>Caspian chuckled, a deep rumble of amusement, "Perhaps she is more in need of her journal than you had thought Captain. Are you sure it needs to be returned? I could conduct a reading at dinner." He slipped Amelia's book from his jacket and dangled it tauntingly from his fingers. "The crew could thrill to the drama captured within." His single dark eye met Amelia's and he smiled knowingly, as if they now shared her secrets. Between his eye-patch and the bright red and blue he dressed in, he could not look more a rogue. Still watching her, he slipped the book into the waistband of his pants, leaving it sticking half out, but trapped.<br/><br/>Ayodele shook her head, "Ye think ye'd be nice to a gal of yer own class." Minali gave a soft snort, "I don't think he's quite up to the level of a princess even if the rest of us think he's a rich boy. Hey kitten, you should meet my quartermaster, Ayodele. Ayo, this is Amanda."<br/><br/>The dark skinned women smiled, a dimple curving deep into one cheek with the expression. Despite her slightly dramatic and wild dress, her demeanor was open and friendly. "Well met sweetheart. Don't ye mind these two, the ship will be right peaceable while we're sailing home." She nodded firmly. Minali lifted a hand to give the other woman a salute and Ayodele laughed, the sound carrying and making the odd crew member or two look up and smile. Even Minali and Caspian seemed to relax with the sound. Ayodele gently hip checked the Captain, shoving her away from the helm, "Aye and now ye've had yer news, tend yer lady and wait for yer own shift at the wheel."<br/><br/>While Minali looked as if she was deciding to take that suggestion, Caspian slipped behind Amelia. He settled her necklace around her throat, sliding his hands under her golden curls to fasten the chain at the back of her neck. A rough thumb gently caressed the soft skin there when he was finished, and he didn't move away, just remained standing too close behind her.