"Well master.. eh.. you see.. I am not quite like other girls, and well that is the reason i was born into slavery. You see I" she gets interrupted by a loud boom and the ship rocks sideways slightly and she looks up with wide eyes. "WHAT THE?!" she yelps out in terror and shrinks back against the wall. Her slitted eyes wide and she looks over to him briefly just as they both hear the loud cry.<br/><br/>"I WANT THEM ALIVE!!" then the grinding noise of two hulls meeting and they both realize they are being boarded and she starts crying and falls down on her knees hugging herself close, terror totally taking over her mind rendering her unable to do anything. "no.. no.. no.. please ... no" she keeps whimpering pathetically. One of the bowls rocks against the edge of the table before crashing down on the floor spilling diced bellpeppers all over, and she whimpers again at the clang. "no.. must clean.. yes.. cant have food on the floor.. master would flog me .. yes.. " she isnt making much sense as she scrambles around trying to clean up.