Shawn glanced over at the boy with pure white eyes. Whenever he got to cold his normal system shut down, leaving his eyes white instead of their regular color.<br/><br/>He could still see, just not amazingly well.<br/><br/>The older man smiled slightly, then turned his back on Yoko to start pealing his shirt off.<br/><br/>"You look to much like your mother." He murmured as he pulled the soaked cloth over his head, dropping it to the ground by his feet before walking over to a dresser and pulling out a pair of loose shorts.<br/><br/>Shawn quickly shimmied out of his soaked pants and replaced them, facing away from the kid the entire time, rather sure he wasn't interested in a peep show.<br/><br/>His eyes then found his bed and it was rather easy to walk over to it and just plop down in to the soft comforter.<br/>The only problem, was it felt to big now. The bed itself was large to be in a normal room, let alone on a ship...<br/>Shawn glanced tiredly over at Yoko..."Doors...not locked...." There was a silent 'come 'ere' but he didn't wanna actually say something embarrassing like he wanted to snuggle the kid.<br/>A slave trader didn't 'snuggle' his slaves.