<div style="background-color:#353535; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">She snatched the small fried fish out of Blake's hand and proceeded to perform her favorite magic trick: making food disappear into thin air. Wow! Never before had the crowds been so enchanted. The fish had vanished in a matter of seconds, with only a pile of thin little bones on a plate to show that it had ever existed! Encore, encore! Another piece of fish disappeared the same way, and then another, and another. Margos' kind voice was a drone in the back of Mallory's mind as the children ate. She did, however, have enough presence of mind to growl and push the chicken further away from Blake when she caught him looking.<br/><br/>"We're lookin' for a ship," she said with the self-assured air of people who have almost everything they want in the moment. "Y'see, that's the only way to travel, and that's what we're doing. Traveling."<br/><br/>She did not think that Margo, despite her kindness, would take well to their being pirates. Even if they hadn't actually pirated anything yet, they were well on their way to becoming infamous. Clearly, when big men chase you, you are worth something. Maybe they already had a bounty! The excitement of being a high-profile wanted criminal almost outweighed the sad fact that the thing that had earned them their 'wanted' status had taken place on land. Mallory could live with that. As long as people feared them like they should, she was happy.<br/><br/>"Traveling, you say," Margo replied, tapping her chin. "Well, there can't be much time for washing on the road. Let me give you two a nice bath before you're on your way again. You could use a good night's sleep too, I'm sure," she added kindly with a glint in her eyes. "Now, eat up, eat up!" And with that, she grabbed an enormous bucket and excited the house, no doubt to fetch water.<br/><br/>Mallory turned to Blake. "She sure is nice," she said, almost puzzled. Not even her mother was that kind. There were always turnips to be peeled and floors to be swept at home, and none of that here.</div></div>