Again, Emile lost his composure.<br/><br/>"What? No!" He argued. "This ship will not sail without money! And we're in a bit of a hurry. I can't teach you how to fight in an evening, that sort of thing takes months even to get a grasp. You'd have to be on this ship for years."<br/><br/>"Why would you even want to do that?" Allegra asked. "There's no tea parties on this old ship. Your dresses won't hold up against wind and salt, and learning how to fight seems a little silly when you're rich enough for body guards. You will spend more time hungry or cold than not on this ship. Who would choose such a life?"