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After taking a few moments to bask in the afterglow of a good laugh the captain realised he had to get up as well. Rolling over onto his side he swiftly jumped up to his feet, with an audible creaking from his joints and instantly had to sit down on his desk again as the blood rushed to his head and threatened to put himself back down on his arse.

Back down to business. How do you suppose we get into the Maw without having this ship end up wrecked like the others? Also, if most of the ships have sunken, how to we get the treasure? Are some of us going to have to go diving?” The Nekos practicality was nothing short of a refreshing surprise. "Well its not like we haven't had to do salvaging like this before, aye its far too dangerous for a ship the size of the Tide to get through those waters. But I won't be using the Tide, instead I'll be goin' in on one o' the longboats, as well as anyone else who feels up for a little bit of an adventure, to see what we can find. As for diving, well I'll leave that a little bit of a surprise, I'm sure like everythin' else I do, it'll be very impressing."

He moved around the desk until there was nothing but open air separating the two of them and sat back down on the corner. “I wouldn’t be against diving. I like water, despite what stereotypes you’ve heard about cats and all that shit, but I dunno how much I’d like to go diving in treacherous waters. I believe the crew would have similar feelings about this.” He smiled and waved a finger at her. "You know, this is hardly the worst situation I've managed to drag this crew an' ship into." he paused for a minute then lent back so as to also get a chance to stretch his knees out. "Actually on the subject of stereotypes and cats, I've been wondering a little somthin'. If you've got a cats ears and a cats tail, do ye have a cats tongue too? All covered in backwards spikes that feel like sandpaper when they lick you, little blighters."