<span style="font-style: italic">Miro looked around and slowly took in everything. He was fighting the swaying of the ship more down here. His lightweight frame finding it just a bit harder to maintain steadiness. Twice he almost fell but caught himself. Slowly he adjusted to the stronger swaying and looked around again. Watching the loose chain swaying and rattling with the movements of the ship. His eyes filled with awe and wonder as he took in every detail. Memorizing it and storing it for later use. He was finding this lower deck a great and strange mystical adventure. He saw lots of shadows and could see using it to get away from people. He liked to hide in the shadows because then he achieved solitude. If he stayed in lighted areas it was easier to find him. If it was easier to find him it was easier to bother him when he wanted to be left alone. He prefered to avoid being bothered when he wanted to be left alone. Which happened sometimes. He looked back at Tes. "Its strange and mystical feeling down here. It looks so cool." He said in a very soft voice. He wanted to see more of the ship! He was going to memorize it all so he wouldn't get lost. He could do it. Even if it took time to know exactly where everything was...he would achieve such a goal.</span><br/><br/>Kona put more clean dishes with other drying dishes. He kept cleaning his pile of dishes. Scrubbing to make sure they came clean. To be honest it was his first time truly washing something on his own. He had never done it before. He looked to her when he felt her eyes on him. "I've been fighting since I was little. I did it for fun at first. I do enjoy doing it at times. Most times since I met Miro that stormy day it is to protect my friend. I'm a great fighter and it is usually street fights. This is our first time on a ship. My dad never takes me on his ships and it is annoying." He said. His dad was in the navy and loved him but avoided his mother most of the time. Leaving him at her mercy. "You might need to lay down after you get your chores down. You don't sound too good." He listened as she spoked again. "A cove? Sounds exciting." He said. "I would love to see wild horses. I have heard of such things but never seen them. Mind if I join you on seeing if they are still there?" He asked hopefully. He put the next clean dish to dry. He was almost done since she had taken a majority of the dishes. He looked at her. "What all you gotta do today?"<br/><br/>~At the same time...<br/><br/>Kona's mother was beginning to worry as Kona had not come home. Call it a mother's instinct but she had gotten the feeling he was in danger. Nobody seemed to know where Kona was. She had even tried seeing if they knew where that street brat was. Nobody knew that either. She had hoped to find Kona by finding the street brat. So instead of that she began to hunt for Kona again. Worry filling her as it wasn't like Kona to take off. Then again he had been getting more and more rebellious over the years. She blamed that street brat friend of his. She sighed and went home. She would wait and just hope it was just Kona and the street brat hiding out in one of their secret places....