<div style="text-align: justify;">Elizabeth waited anxiously for Hans to answer her question. When he said he supposed they could be friends, the girl smiled, but said nothing. She waited as he had told her to, curious about how things would play out. She was getting restless in there, and maybe - she thought again - being helpful would make people be nicer to her. As nice as those men could be.<br/><br/>When Hans dashed upstairs, Elizabeth waited patiently for him. She felt like her fate was in the boy's hands, and that scared her a little. When he returned, she was already on her feet and ready to go. Cleaning didn't sound too bad. She had some experience with that back at home. Of course, it wasn't a ship filled with men. But still, how different could it be?<br/><br/>"Very well", Elizabeth replied, with a smile. It wasn't the best thing that could happen to her, but it was something. At least she would be out on the fresh air. As they went up on the deck, Elizabeth could feel the pairs of eyes gazing upon her. It was hard not to notice, and she walked as close to Hans as she could. <br/><br/>As they reached the midshipman - Elizabeth had seen him walking around and giving orders - the girl stopped by him. "S-sir... the captain said we should report to you, for work", the girl murmured, trying not to sound completely terrified.</div>