Oh you'd be a fine captain, the way you've commanded me around thus far. And that's all a captain is - confidence and determination, even if the seas are rough ahead.

But it's Starboard, Duchess. Or perhaps I should start calling you starbird in honor of it. It does sound far more romantic.

[ he's cheeky, and it's hard not to notice the way she keeps setting her hair. boldly, he reaches to gently sweep it back over her shoulder, fingers grazing the scar, the skin, before he swipes another grape, as though the scar hasn't even passed his vision. and there's another grape presented, and when she takes this one - this thumb brushes her bottom lip briefly. ]

You'll eat your own hair if you're not mindful - I would hate to have to explain that to the staff when you get ill.