The fox boy rolled his eyes and looked over at his sister before giving her exposed backside a playful swat with his hand. "Don't talk like that sis, I don't think you realize just how important your skills really are on a ship like this."<br/><br/>Namataki looked out over the horizon while trailing his fingertips through the fur of his sisters tail. "Think about it, when you're on a ship on the ocean, all you hear constantly is the slow churning of the ocean waves. All day long day in and day out. It's the same with up on a ship like this, all you hear is the churning of the ships engine and the occasional whistle of the wind. It's monotonous and taxing on the mind."<br/><br/>Grinning broadly he looked back down at her out of the corner of his eye. "Imagine being on a ship with no music or performer, imagine having to work all day with the same sounds and the same silence, never changing for months at a time. It can drive a person insane. If you think of it like that, your job is probably the most important on the ship."<br/><br/>"Morale is very important to a crew, for centuries people have had troubadours or even ministers on their ship to inspire morale and stave off the madness of long trips..." Feeling he is talking a bit too much he looks off to the side and grows silent while still stroking her soft tail.