Sharon and Vex
Sharon probably should have picked up a drink, though there was a part of her that felt a little nervous drinking on a pirate ship. If she got a little tipsy, would that make any latent seasickness worse? Not that she was expecting to get seasick... she hadn't spent much time on boats in general, let alone a pirate ship.
For her job as an undercover agent, she'd mastered the art of blending in with the edge of the crowd, becoming invisible. She'd been forgttable, easy to miss. Then again, that was many, many years ago. Her life had taken a completely different direction.
She actually bumped into someone. Was she so out of practice that she hadn't seen this guy coming?
"Oh, it's all right," she smiled shyly in response. "I should have been paying more attention."