Your crew reeled in a siren a week ago and your captain decided to keep him, saying he’d fetch a pretty price for bringing him in alive. You know he’ll be executed if he’s handed over to anyone in Laketown, but you can’t do much. He’s kept in a cramped tank below deck. He doesn’t- or can’t- speak verbally much.

“Hm?” He notices you walking down the stairs a looks up. He’s getting so thin and fragile here…