The other Bravos try to stall Thornton.

With Fuu leaving to assist in morale-boosting, the remaining Bravos were left in a rather sticky situation without their de facto leader. Emmaline and Robin sit in front of Becky in a rather protective manner, as the threat of Thornton narrowing down his choice draws ever closer.

“So many delicate fruits to pick from… it would be much easier, were the choice made for me,” Thornton says, still leering at the women.

Emmaline stands defiantly, long tired of waiting for the pirate to make his choice. “What, do you think you’re scaring us?”

Thornton stops in his tracks, glaring at the acrobat. She couldn’t see any annoyance in his eyes, however, rather only… entertainment?

“My darling, I’m only making a choice. You should be flattered it’s taking as long as it has.” Thornton only offers her a shit-eating grin, before looking back at the other Bravos’s expressions, ranging from annoyance to fear. His attention is snapped back to Emmaline as she speaks.

“Fine… I’ll go with you.” She crosses her arms as if she was the one controlling this situation.

“Emmaline, you don’t have to-“ Robin starts in short protest before Liv covers her mouth. If Emmaline was offering to give her body up once more, the sniper figured it was better for her than the others.