Damn! This lady didn’t even put up a fight. Most people, she thought, would have challenged such a direct order from someone that might as well have been a stranger.

Not anyone Seoyun knew – they knew better than to try it – but still. Amelia must have felt the knife in her sleeve, unless she was really just that docile.

Er… helpful? Maybe helpful was a nicer word for her. Likened her more to a person than an animal.

Uncrossing her arms, Seoyun held her hands behind her back as she walked. Her posturing was far from formal, leaned forward with each confident step.

“Like it?” She’d never considered that. “Yeah. I guess. Wouldn’t own a ship if I didn’t.”

That wasn’t strictly true. She wouldn’t mind owning plenty of things she didn’t like, just for the sake of owning them. Seoyun spared Amelia a glance that was less critical this time.

Was she… nervous? Why did she keep talking after Seoyun had clearly finished the previous conversation and told her what she needed?

Whatever. She could spare her a few more words if it made her feel better.

“Where do you stay?”