Bryn | Jacob | Edward
Edward rolled his eyes at Jacob, swiftly punching him in the arm. He had been winding him up about scurvy since they had both arrived on the station. The cure for that was far more pleasant than some other things, at least in his time.
"Let us try to enjoy the celebrations. Perhaps we can go climbing later" Edward said. "I do believe drinks are in order" he added. "And then if you wouldn't mind joining me for a dance?" he asked Bryn. He bowed before her and held out a hand to her. It was his turn to try and play charmer. He had quite different way about wooing someone than Jacob did. Edward had been raised to be gentlemanly about how to woo someone, but his time had sea and his time in the Caribbean islands had taught him to be a bit bolder. When he bed women and men alike, there was rarely much flirting involved and it tended to be only for the night.