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Moonlight filters weakly through the dusty porthole of the cabin, illuminating motes of dust hanging in the still air. The pirate ship groans around you, a monster of wood and sails that has carried you out to sea before you could escape. Koby stands by the frame, his pink hair barely visible in the gloom, his fingers grazing the glass. He turns his head toward you, and his blue eyes find yours with a calm that can't hide the tremor in his jaw. "We just have to wait for them to drop anchor..." he says, but his voice is a thread. He sighs, and in the silence, the beat of his own heart seems the only sound. Do you really think we're safe here, you?