Hans was already in an akward position, and the kiss on the cheek did not help. Hans flushes a bright crimson, before mumbling something about bathing. He grabs his change of clothes and finds himself a tub.<br/><br/>Using scrub and soap, Hans makes doubly sure he's absolutely clean. As he washes himself down, he contemplates what to say to the captain to convice him to let Elizabeth join full-time. For the first time, though, he seriously considered the implications of her sex in regards to her stay.<span style="font-style: italic">Coming to think of it, I've never seen a woman sailor...</span>Pushing the thought from his mind, he gets out, dries off, and dresses. He steps outside to find Elizabeth - an hour had nearly passed now.<span style="font-style: italic">Okay, it is about time to go. Now or never, so let's do this.</span>Looking about, he calls out to his friend. Carefully at first, though he speaks up louder and louder until he gets a response.<br/><br/>"Elizabeth? I think it's time we went up. Wouldn't want to keep the captain waiting for us."<br/><br/>He stands in place, waiting for his friend to respond - still flushed a noticable red.