[This seaweed-headed fellow's got a good shake for such a weedy-looking guy and Maurice can respect that.]
Yessir!
[Squint. He is a sir, right? Maurice is in a near perpetual state of hungover and he has Made Mistakes before.]
Well, Envy, I'm gonna start working on something to head home in. You're welcome to come along if you don't want to wait for your crew. Who you sail under?
[Well, Envy doesn't correct him about the sir, or make any sort of expression to indicate that Maurice has made an Error. Dingdingding!]
I don't want my crew going anywhere near that reef to come get me, and I'm not sure they even know where to look or that I'm still alive. I'll come along with you, the work'll go quicker with two.
And I sail under Captain Pride, on the ship the Deadly. We wound up with something of a theme under our last captain, ha.
[Who are Definitely Pirates, but hardly big names. Maybe Maurice won't know, and if he does, he might think twice about stabbing Envy in the back. He still doesn't know the other well enough to trust that he wouldn't.]
[Maurice clucked his tongue and looked like he was thinking very hard about that. He pawed at the sand with a forehoof.]
Never heard of 'em but I haven't been on the water that long. Kinda surprised it took this long for my first real disaster to strike! It's--kinda excitin' aint it? Bein' shipwrecked just like in the books--not that I read. But I've heard about books about this kind of thing.
[A silence falls save for the distant call of some tropical bird.]
WELP! This wood aint gonna dry itself!
[He picks up his load again and stumble-trots away in search of a place to lay it all out.]
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Yessir!
[Squint. He is a sir, right? Maurice is in a near perpetual state of hungover and he has Made Mistakes before.]
Well, Envy, I'm gonna start working on something to head home in. You're welcome to come along if you don't want to wait for your crew. Who you sail under?
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I don't want my crew going anywhere near that reef to come get me, and I'm not sure they even know where to look or that I'm still alive. I'll come along with you, the work'll go quicker with two.
And I sail under Captain Pride, on the ship the Deadly. We wound up with something of a theme under our last captain, ha.
[Who are Definitely Pirates, but hardly big names. Maybe Maurice won't know, and if he does, he might think twice about stabbing Envy in the back. He still doesn't know the other well enough to trust that he wouldn't.]
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[Maurice clucked his tongue and looked like he was thinking very hard about that. He pawed at the sand with a forehoof.]
Never heard of 'em but I haven't been on the water that long. Kinda surprised it took this long for my first real disaster to strike! It's--kinda excitin' aint it? Bein' shipwrecked just like in the books--not that I read. But I've heard about books about this kind of thing.
[A silence falls save for the distant call of some tropical bird.]
WELP! This wood aint gonna dry itself!
[He picks up his load again and stumble-trots away in search of a place to lay it all out.]