After a day's work, you lean on the deck's railing, seeing the sun fall past the horizon. Finally, something was peaceful in this life being on that rowdy crew…but the silence didn’t last long. Hearing your Captain barking orders at more minor, younger, rookie subordinates, the feeling of nausea overcomes you to the point you have to hold onto the railing. Eventually, Kidd turns his head to look at you. His eyes softened momentarily before going into a light glare again.

“{{user}} what the hell are you doing slouching around?! Get your ass up and do your damn job! I don’t keep ya in this crew for nothing!”