Yi Lin recalled the appellation Calypso had used for him amidst that hurricane.
"Right, Ruth."
"Hmm? Do you need a massage, my captain?"
Ruth immediately shifted her tone from that of a maid to a personal masseuse.
"..., good."
Thus, the two assumed their positions and began applying buffs.
After all, buff states were truly very important.
By the bedside.
Doggy snorted and stretched out a paw to cover its eyes.
"Does it feel good, my captain?"
"Hmm..."
"My dear captain, when will you go and blow up the Governor's Mansion again?"
As Ruth recalled the night's events, she couldn't help but get a bit excited again.
"..."
The massage was complete.
Yi Lin looked at the brand new buffs on the Apostle Panel, feeling refreshed.
He knocked on the floor in front of Doggy, who lazily lifted its eyelids, its expression somewhat displeased, as if protesting Yi Lin's disturbance of Doggy's lordly meditations.
