Charles Vane

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You seem lost, Captain.

My lips twitch into a poorly stifled smirk before I open my eyes, flickering a glance at his chest; unwilling to move any further from the comfort of my spot. “Well, I must say…” I shift again, a soft grunt as I sell the fib, “I’m /quite/ offended.”

A soft smirk tugs at my lips to stifle a laugh before I lift my brows, my tone heaped with feigned innocence. “‘No’?”… I scoot closer, pressing my cheek to his chest, “You don’t even know what I was going to say…” He may not need to. It’s quite possible that my partner has—

“I see.” My brows twitch as I accept the fact with feigned surprise. “Well, I suppose…hang on…” My brows notch for a moment before they lift above widening eyes, “‘Among other things?!’” A smile pulls at my lips as I cross my arms over my chest, “And what kind of things—

I skim his expression only to find that he isn’t any closer to accepting my suggestion than the ocean was to drying up entirely. The second I made eye contact with him, my facade came tumbling down, a laugh fluttering into my voice, “Are you saying,” I offer a squint, “That—

The smile that had been so comfortably resting on my features vanished without a trace, as though even it were unwilling to challenge his rebuttal. “I see…” A twitch of my brows lowered my sights to the toe of my boot as it brushed at the floorboards beneath it, “You—

The moment—and I mean the absolute moment—I hear my partner’s voice, I’m certain I’ve won. The drop of his shoulders as much as cements that notion, so much that I hardly hear the obstinate little finish to his “compromise.” My smirk had long since grown into a satisfied smile—

“The weather—“ I begin with a hint of sass before drawing in a slow breath, my eyes falling shut. So that’s how he wants to play it…a battle of wits. Well it just so happens that—unless you ask Davenport…or Ashby…or anyone else on the crew—I am undefeated in such things. I—