The Admiral didn't have time for Serenica, he had a ship to run. She went to seek out Gadfly, but he was behaving aggressively and she didn't want to anger him.
Heike seemed to be hurting himself more than others. He smelled like booze.
Serenica slapped her forehead. She should have focused on the one person who could make it or break it when it came to her having a supply of tobacco to keep her from descending into complete madness.
"Why do you have to do that?" she asked.
"Oh. You know, lass. The usual excuses. Today it is the fact that I'm a bad man. A bad man, I tell you. Want some?"
Heike offered a bottle to her.
She didn't feel like arguing with him. She took a swig and said:"There must be a better way to deal with it."
"Give me some paw, then."
"How much have you honestly drunk today?"
"Two bottles. More or less."
