Minali watched the newest blush with interest, since much more skin turned rosy now that Amelia was only dressed in a towel. It was so tempting to try to make her blush more. Of course it was probably driving the girl crazy and she was trying to be cool and calm and her skin was betraying her.<br/><br/>There was an arched eyebrow, "Do you now?" Minali had a single crew, not a fleet. Being a women made many male pirates rather unwilling to work with her crew. That meant attacks on land were fast in and out, with a specific goal and little time wasted. There was often not much worth having in a tiny village, and larger towns had more warriors available than she had crew after all. She was going to continue in an educational vein because it seemed as if Amelia wanted to argue instead of dress, but then the girl starting crying.<br/><br/>The tears sliding down Amelia's face caused a look of distress on Minali's features. She straightened and stood for a moment in indecision. Arguing was easy. Yelling or anger, no problem. Tears were... uncomfortable. Finally she gave a short sigh and shifted back close to Amelia, cautiously pulling the other woman into her arms and rubbing her back softly. "Hush now, I'll see if I can get the cook to make tea." Of course it was a terrible thing to say, hoping Amelia would get angry again and stop crying on her. On the other hand... she didn't mind having her arms around the half naked captive. Minali shifted her hand to the back of Amelia's shoulder, enjoying the feel of the soft skin under her fingers.