“But he wanted the hull checked for leaks and said he’d have no such defeatist talk, that’s what he called it. And when I pressed it, said we could move the stores about within the ship, he said it were too slow. And I argued and, well, now I lie here under the care of a traitor.” His eyes flicked to Meas. “Strikes me,” said Meas, “you have the sort of mouth gets you into trouble, Anopp.” “Has been said before.” He let out a long slow breath between his teeth. “Still, I am here now, so if you need me, I am yours.” “Well, I am not foolish enough to ignore good advice, or cord the skin off a
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