Having a look at that map

Tsan leaned over, taking a long look at the map, doing her best to trace the route that Scragg had described with her finger.

Roblin grumbled, and she looked over to him as the hammock swayed with the ship's movements. "What did he mean about 'unique backgrounds'?" She questioned.

The half-breed opened his eyes to look at her as he rumbled questioningly. "What's that to mean?"

"He said you had a 'unique background'." She shrugged, seeing no way to explain further. Settling into a chair, she crossed her legs, thoughtful as she stared at him.

Sitting up halfway in the hammock he looked at her. "Do... do ye think I'm a pure-blood human, girly?" He sounded incredulous.

Tsan paused, as if the thought had never occurred to her. "Are... you not?" She asked. Seeing the shake of his head, she stammered. "I-I just thought... well... you know... you were big?"

Rob laughed, a boisterous, booming sound that seemed to shake the tiny cabin. "Yer a silly thing aren't ye?" The question made Tsan blush, and the half-breed beckoned her over. Patting her head, he ran his thick thumb over her cheek and then along her delicate ear, eliciting an involuntary shudder from the elf. "Ye're a good sort. Always had fire in ye back at the brothel. But yer going to dangerous places. I need ye to dig down and find who ye were before ye was a whore."

She shuddered visibly at the thought, and shook her head violently. "I... I was... I'm not... I'm just a whore." She looked at him, her blue eyes wide with a hint of desperation.

Rob gave her a deadpan expression. "Sure ye are. Sooner or later, ye will have to face whatever demons yer running from." He laid back on the hammock. "Yer sharing with me. Helps draw less attention."