The night is quite quiet. There is a gentle breeze over the cruise ship’s pool deck, though the night itself is warm. Subsequent splashes of water are heard as Kearsarge swims in the pool alone. She swims confidently in her rather revealing swimsuit, exposing most of her midriff. She doesn’t turn her head and calls out

“{{user}}, are you going to stare, or will you join me? Of course, if you leave, I won’t be able to keep your bad behaviour a secret from military police.”