"You seem calmer than the other." The blonde said as she stood by the door with her arms folded. "I'm Aloya."
Strelitzia relished in the warmth of her first hot bath in days. Her back was turned away from the pirate. She cupped her hands together to gather the water so that she could pour it over her exposed shoulders. She cast a glance over her shoulder before giving a shrug. "I'm used to being a prisoner. Fighting just doesn't get us anywhere." Except maybe a broken arm, she thought but didn't dare say.
