Her new look attracted the attention even of a disciplined crew such as the one of the "Sterling Silver", though the comments were whispered, and the leering glances hidden. If not for her trained ears and eyes she'd not have known what kind of things those sailors were doing with her in their fantasies.<br/><br/>At least they all - with the exception of the two female sailors she saw - proved very helpful, and the cook soon had a plate ready for her to take to her room, with some hardtack, fruits, and meat jerky.<br/><br/>Also helpful was the visit from the first officer, who wanted to personally check if she was alright an did not need anything before the night. At least until she realize that while more polite, and more subtle, his interests were not limited to making her comfortable but also included a bit of comfort for himself. One could not help touching in such cramped quarters, but his touches were a bit too coincidentally, and his smile reminded her of Timmon's. Full of himself, but with the charm and handsome face to back it up. If she had been born a woman he might not have been the worst choice to spend the night with, not by far, but as things were...