Thread:Patrick.vtap/@comment-26535281-20161208004354/@comment-26210095-20161208015513

"Who's the belligerent!" He asks as he grabs an apple from a serving-woman carrying a tray.

Before he can, Septimus grabs his hand in midair. "Understood. But on my ship, we do things my way. Don't expect me to carry you as dead meat."