The Captain frowned.  Kuno certainly made a compelling case; who in their right mind would want to give up a life of leisure and luxury?  A man--or a woman, in this case--would have to be quite daft in order to trade that in for a life of swabbing decks and trimming tack and slogging through swamps.  Even if getting to sleep with the Captain was a happy bonus.<br/><br/>He changed tactics, rising to his feet as Kuno stared at him so angrily and defiantly.  She would never be "Suzume", not to him.  She would always be the adorable cabin girl who cost him a night with the most famous prostitute on Port Royal when they found her sleeping in his bunk.<br/><br/>Of course, that didn't prevent him from taking his frustrations out on the green-haired cabin girl by throwing her down on the bed and having his way with her.<br/><br/>Three times that night, in fact.  And God bless her heart, she never complained once.<br/><br/>"Look, me dear," he said, donning his sweetest, most saccharine smile.  "A bloke's going to have his work cut out for him trying to compete wi' that.  True; if we find the Fountain of Youth--and I promise you we will--you'll have money enough to hire all the servants in the world wi'out having to marry a nob.  And besides..."<br/><br/>He stepped closer, nearly pressing up against her, his thumb running across her lower lip, "don't tell me that Captain Remiel doesn't set your heart a-flitter and make you wet between the legs?  A little moist, at the very least?"