Her breath caught as their eyes met. She felt a slow smile and a light blush spread across her face as he raised a hand to wave at her. She bit her li... again and returned his wave. She lowered her hand, tugging at the hem of her jacket, as he approached. She was suddenly very conscious of her hands. What are you supposed to do with your hands? she thought. She reached to her shoulder and grabbed the strap of her purse, hoping she didn't look as awkward as she felt.“Hey,” he said as he reached. . that’s better” she said feeling refreshed as she continued writing, “Can I see the kitchen please sir” she said politely and pointed her in the right direction behind me and noticed her glance down at my silky shorts as she passed and I followed her into the kitchen. She looked around and made notes and then glanced down again at my shorts, “Are they silk?” she asked and I happily acknowledged ..her with a nod of my head.“Nice.. my husband likes silk too not that he’s got anything to put in. His hands gripped the edges of his navigation console. The reddish tint of the general quarter's alarm-light played over his unhappy face in pulses.Morgan surprised me and answered. "Half-a-cup for me, Captain."I enjoyed a sip of my coffee and then poured Morgan a bit of the dark liquid too. It wasn't the freshest coffee, but it was enjoyable enough and it helped bolster my appearance of being in control. After delivering the coffee to the gunner's mate, I sat back down in my command chair.. "These men are in my keeping now."They looked at each other a moment, then nodded and left."Unless I am sorely mistaken." Ealina said. "You are Harlen of Morrovale. Lady Hyandai's bethrothed." She looked at Ceriandel. "And you are Ceriandel, who was recently reported missing, or miscreant. The lady's brother."A small smile crossed her beautiful, angular face. "I see the makings of a conspiracy here." She said. "One to perhaps comfort our Warleader when her health is failing."Ceriandel smiled..