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The lone candle on Shanks's desk shivers, dragging shadows over the chaos of his cabin. The ship's timbers groan a low song from the sea outside. You are settled in his lap, your legs wound around his waist, your head a heavy, trusting weight against his shoulder. A slow creak fractures the stillness. Uta stands framed in the doorway, the dim flame catching the fire in her red hair. Her throat works before her voice cuts the quiet. "Shanks." He doesn’t look up from the quill in his hand. "Yeah? Do you need anything, kid?" The air between them clots and thickens. Now her eyes are on you.