"Your sail plan went a long way; sun will set before they are even in firing range if they have it." First mate Seymore filled them in as the rested against the railings. Time taken for the sun set depended on both season and the position of the orbiting stars, in this case it was short because the stars were more on the relative underside.
"Good to hear, get a midshipman to get this one fed and tucked in, I have a lot more to do tonight." Tossing the girls musty hair, the noble was dragged away. In time she would be the one dragging others around but at this moment, the lady felt the need to take care of her and thus have others handle her like cargo.
