dear_mun | Yo ho yo ho~

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Now there's a good lass, letting me out from under my older self.

He's forgotten the love of the sea, I think. Not me.

Now where's my next prey?

Now that I would love to see. Should invite them over.

[Getting revenge on Scotland and the others? Oh yes.]

My my, I bet you're gonna get us in trouble with them! _{[ Not that. He seems particularly bothered by the notion anyway. ]}

Shaking in my boots, really.

I'm sure you are.

I've shown them to think again if they still see the little lad they shot at years ago.

And do they always think again?

Sometimes. Sometimes I send them back home bleeding.

Can't say I'm surprised by that.

It's their own damn faults.

One does what they must.