Forever homeless.

[onaboat]

Look Mun,

I'm flattered at all of the attention you've been giving lately, but I'd rather you kept me out of it. You and I both know what happened the last time I had too much attention. I'm not good with priorities.

But fine, say I made all the right humble apologies to all the right people, and placated the gods enough that they're not all out to kill me. Or sit back as career spectators while the Argo does it...not the point. If I do that, and that's a pretty big if--they're not as forgiving as you want to think they are--I'm done being the lone wanderer. I'd require company, and it's not something I can ask of you, now is it?

That doesn't sound at all like a fair trade for what you're asking of me.

Find my crew. Maybe we'll talk. And try not to have me killed and/or maimed in the meantime, would you?

Comments

[hydrokhoos]

Try living with them. The way they constantly snipe at and fight one another is simultaneously horrifying and the best entertainment you can ask for.

[onaboat]

Honestly, I think they would end up sniping at me, and I'm sure I've had enough of that for several lifetimes. [No, Jason, that couldn't be your own fault. Never.]