I want to know everything. How to pull lines and make the sails come down, and how to steer... fire cannons and fight pirates. It sounds like a perfect life.

[ Molly sounds so, so fond as he speaks, any fear of commitment blown away when speaking about futures and going where the wind takes them. A life of experiences and fun. A world where he isn't dead and he is loved and loves. ]

Yeah. I would like that. It's a home.

[ The next part makes him laugh and he pokes Fjord's middle just as the seat starts moving again. (They're no longer making out, so the robots lets the next pair up at the top.) ]

Like I'd sleep anywhere else than in that fancy bed. I'll just make you walk the plank first.