Seeing Elizabeth approach, Hans' tension eases a bit. As she fixes his shirt and hair, he grumbles a bit.<br/>"It's not a royal ball, Elizabeth... I hardly think it's necessary for you to fix me up as if it was."<br/>He doesn't stop her, however.<br/>"Well, I<span style="font-style: italic">did</span>walk in on you without advance warning. I reckon I just didn't think of you as any different from me."<br/>As she grabs his hand, he smiles. He begins to walk up.<br/>"You're right. Time to see if we can't get you a permanent crew membership, hm?"<br/>He walks up on deck, just as the bell signalling dinnertime rings. He dodges a few sailors on their way down, and makes his way to the captain's cabin. He knocks on the door, waiting for a response. A muffled voice replies from the other side of the door.<br/>"Come in."<br/>He opens the door, seeing the captain being served his dinner. Jam, eggs, and a number of other treats are on the table. The captain smiles at the children.<br/>"Come, sit. This is your chance to address your wishes and other matters before me personally, so see to it that you do not squander it."<br/>Hans gulps and nods to the cpatain, before finding himself a seat.<br/>"Thank you, captain."