@figliarosa you need to stop tugging on it! i don’t— i don’t care about your ‘padre!’ [ and back to panic, throwing his arms out. he isn’t the best at maintaining the calm. ]
i can’t get you out if you keep doing that, and i’m not getting you out if you keep scratching.
my resume. why you should hire me onto your ship:
- i am neat and tidy.
- i have clothes already.
- i am literate.
- i am good with numbers.
- i have no qualms with violence.
- i will be the one to scream ‘CAPTAIN!! LOOOOOOOK.’
@figliarosa [ do not do that. he quicksteps out of the way of the claw, hopping on one boot to safety. all the while cursing. ]
no- no, listen! you can understand me, stop if you want to live! [ here is when he tries to steel his voice despite the franticness of the situation. ]