Arietta turned and swung her other leg over the edge of the catwalk and then let herself down to the floor in a fluid and graceful motion. She wiped her hands together and then wiped them on her vest.
“Stop wishing you were a moronic cutthroat pirate and start accepting who you are and where you are. It is what makes you the man you are, Hans. You have made quite a splash since you came aboard and none of it would have been possible if you were anyone but who you are.”
Without another word, she turned and left the Tank Hold with an easy sashay, leaving a somewhat stunned Hans sitting on the catwalk staring after her.
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