"I do not think the gods would smile on us if we ate the person who married us." I laugh<br/><br/>"However I am sure we will find a willing candidate to quench our hunger, but  I can imagine at that point, you will be the only person I want to devour." I give you a knowing look and hold you while we watch the sea ahead.  "With this speed, we should reach the Isles quickly.  I took this same trip as a boy, and remember the beaches well.  We should be able to buy ourselves a nice cottage on the beach and live quite the life, and once we are settled and sick of devouring each other we can get ourselves a ship and explore the world together."  I start to daydream, as the door from the crew quarters opens again and the captain comes out have a full on fist fight with one of the crew.  There is blood streaming down the mans face, and we make eye contact, our animal instincts trying to pull us towards them.<br/><br/>"Now that is interesting, I say we let it play out, I am sure they are just three sheets to this wind, and will not even remember tomorrow.  Too bad we can't eat them though."  We laugh as the two men roll around on the deck like school boys.  "So much for a peaceful evening."