11-21-2016, 01:43 PM
"Are you sure you want to go back and deal with him?" Greyson had a feeling the captain would get what was coming to him either way, but he wouldn't stop Proteus if he really wanted to take care of the man now. Greyson inched closer to Nama and helped her to stand, placing a hand gently on her back and watching her with a worried expression. The boat still continued to rock and Greyson could feel the beginning bouts of nausea. He tried rubbing at his belly to quell the sickness but it didn't help much. "We've gotta get off this boat soon," he groaned, his back curving deeply from the weight he was carrying in his front.