As he unfurled the sails and watched the dock distance itself form the ship Quintus noticed the way the two amazonian women conversed. Though it didn't all sound pleasant just the fact that they did, in a language he could not understand annoyed him. He kept an eye on the them as he removed his armour and cast it neatly aside. There was no place for armour on a ship he believed, so he was soon left wearing not but the short breeches he usually wore beneath his armour. His sword hung low upon his belt.<br/><br/>He cast his eyes to the shore, and the display from the dogs of war. He caught sight of the girl, as she tumbled into the water. He would love to get his hands on the pirate who ended her life far to early. Yes, there were innocent casualties in every war, but a child should never perish so...<br/><br/>Finally, he made a final adjustment to the rigging and began making his way back aft to the steering pole, going by the chained Amazon. "Silence girl... No more form you..." he said pointing his finger in her face, not liking the idea of what they 'might' be discussing... He shot Masina a glance before taking his position at the rudder...