Shawn grins and backs away a step, folding his arms over his chest.<br/><br/>"...and so it shall be for the next few weeks, anyways."<br/><br/>He grabbed the boy's arm and walked towards the door, opening it and making his way up to the deck. His crew was at work and he called someone over, one of the ship's higher-ups, and pushed the boy towards him.<br/>The rugged looking man caught the kid and nodded to the captain.<br/>"Put him to work, scrubbing decks and whatever else you wish him to do." Shawn started to turn away to go back down below, then turned back for a moment. "Nothing vile...he's still mine and we need him clean to sell."