Susan eyes the gathering crowd warily, but does grin and wink before turning her attention back to Troy. Nodding at his instructions she watches his eyes intensely and does her best to predict and block the blow.
Susan's audience grins back and chuckles as the flat of Troy's blade smacks Susan's shoulder. Some gold exchanges hands.
"Don't let yourself get distracted. Focus on this." He waves his hand in the space between them. Troy looks over at the gathered crowd, "Don't you lot have something better to do?"
Looking back at Susan, he says, "Maybe we should take a break."
Troy grins slightly in approval before nodding and taking up his stance again. He stares at Susan before his gaze moves down to her right side, his arm dropping slightly for the lower hit and he swings.
Nodding, Susan wanders about the ship, finally settling for quietly watching some crew members work. She can't help but grin at the apparent happiness and banter.
"So this is what it is like with a living crew, so lively."
Vasani grins and downs her drink. Too easy. She sets her sights on the weakest link and pats the man's cheek with a pout. "Poor, dear. Can't handle your liquor?"
+1 to drinkin'
"Oh, so you're from that ship from earlier. We was all curious why the captain cut off the raid."
The weakest link gives Vasani a glare before running off towards the side of the boat the empty out his stomach. The remaining men slap their legs and laugh at him before refilling the glasses.