"No more than the usual gremlins in the ship."  Douglas said with a grin, he wondering if the sprightly little thing would get the reference of not.<br/><br/>"And think nothing of it.  The RN is always ready to help the Guard."  He leaned forward towards, he almost like a bow that could of been a nod.  Either way it was as Sarah was thinking in that he was being rather informal.  The reason for this being that while he constantly had to maintain a certain reputation amoung his crew.  This young girl wasn't part of his crew.  And there was not a soul around besides them.<br/><br/>"But I don't think you are telling the whole truth love.  What is it really that has you here crying in the darks of my as if your life is crashing around you?  Combat will do strange things to a person, but crying like that isn't one of them."  Douglas hadn't made Captain by being stupid after all.  And reading other persons, whether they be enemy, friend, or subordinate was part of how he'd gotten to be captain.  He was good at it; and knew for a fact this girl was going through something hard.  Something hard and brutal...The sort of thing that put real fear in ya.  And it wasn't the orcs on the<em>Roger Young</em>who were the source of it.