"Work? Why do you work? To survive and live. I promise you that aboard my ship you will survive... and be relatively happy. You may have water once I have fed your friend here... and" The captain's voice lowers so only Catherine can hear her. "Harm her? Perish the thought... she'll enjoy what I do... you both will..." She moves over to Mary and begins breaking the hard biscuit for her, feeding her the bites with a small smile on her face.