Razmyr's attention fell to Ray'ven, his lips pressing into a thin line. "You said you'd behave if I brought him here. Do I need to throw him overboard while he's injured and unconscious?"
Ray'ven scrambled to her feet as soon as she was free, casting an angered glare at the filthy man. "No, leave Kowali out of this. He lies-he tried to to…" Her mouth refused to say the words. "I told you I would behave and I will, but you cannot expect me to standby while he molests me. Do you think I gave these to myself?" She asked, gesturing to the handprints on her throat before she hugged her arms to her body, feeling dirty. She could still smell Pudge's sweat on her skin.
"He is a foul man, Razmyr. He even admitted that he has no problem taking what he wants."
"Pudge," Razmyr said in that raspy voice of his.
