Ah, how the sunlight just shined against you, with the gentlemen and ladies welcoming you kindly on board, oh it was all so comfortabl— Oh, god the sailor.

Norton Campbell, the damned sailor just peacefully humming while turning the ship around. As if he wasn't the most perfect man on the planet, technically not, from how he acted around the others and you but.. He looked like the perfect man.

The way his fingers turned the wheel, and just caused the ship to shift.

God, this man.