<br/><strong>Sticking her nose in Lucien's and Tatiana's business.</strong><br/><br/>The cocky fellow who stormed aboard ship was typical, Mary decided, but his burden was not.  She blinked in surprise, looked more closely.  A woman?  And not in disguise either.  Huh.  How about that.  She moved closer to the stern, keeping an eye on Raavyn... nuts, something about tending injuries.  She dithered a moment, got a quick peek at the girl, the accused thief.   Something about her just just caught her eye.<br/><br/>"The Galley."  She called out.  "Take her to the galley, Arouj and I have claimed it, he's as good a cook as you're gonna find."  Possibly a lie, who knew, worry about it later,  "Patch her up there, it's as private as ye'll find aboard."  Mary shrugged   "As clean as any, too.  It'll have what ye need."<br/><br/>Mary/Martin shimmied down the ladder to belowdeck.  "This way, this way."