[ billy's already had his brush with death and he didn't really care for it. he'd rather not deal with that again even if he knows that he's most likely going to meet the end of a sword or the cold void of the sea sooner rather than later.
but, avoiding that for as long as possible is his preference. ]
Really don't know if I should ask what's higher than death.
[ he's already far out of his depth, dealing with things that he's never seen before and people acting in ways that he's never experienced.
billy rubs a hand over his face, wiping away some water and carding it through his hair. ]
"Little death?" [ it takes billy a few moments too long to figure out what he means. ] Fucking, you mean.
[ billy can't imagine how, of all the men on the walrus crew, he was the one who ended up in a city that was someone who didn't employ the use of the girls at the inn very often at all. ]
no subject
but, avoiding that for as long as possible is his preference. ]
Really don't know if I should ask what's higher than death.
[ he's already far out of his depth, dealing with things that he's never seen before and people acting in ways that he's never experienced.
billy rubs a hand over his face, wiping away some water and carding it through his hair. ]
"Little death?" [ it takes billy a few moments too long to figure out what he means. ] Fucking, you mean.
[ billy can't imagine how, of all the men on the walrus crew, he was the one who ended up in a city that was someone who didn't employ the use of the girls at the inn very often at all. ]