Chuckling softly to herself as she watches as Master Chuck heads off to bed. Poor man has to balance the needs of five women, to do so without causing jealously and still run the ship.

Despite all that he seemed to be more relaxed then she could remember seeing him. The sea air must agree with him, with all of them.

Turning she watches the sunset. The colors so vivid and alive as if the sky and water danced together for a brief moment. Shifting to feel a twinge where several tacks had found their mark she smiles, Ah yes, it was a good day.