I did not think that you would, Olivia. You are a woman of good virtue, and I trust that in all matters you will speak true. You must forgive me, for since finding myself a part of this crew I have seen and heard a great many things which fly in the face of reason, but still do I find myself bemused each time.

[His voice has softened in a way that so few are privileged to hear, and his eyes are warm upon her as he imbibes her appearance: when she sits up straighter he can detect the shift from creamy white to sun-caressed brown across her collar bone and above her breasts. He wonders if perhaps another time he might see where these lines begin and end.]

Mind you if I join in your company? Should you wish to bathe in peace I shall take my leave and request only that you spare the time later that we might talk. But should you welcome me, I assure you that I shall move no closer than this spot upon which I now stand.

[Or you know he can just keep standing here for her viewing pleasure.]