[ She can manage aboard a ship; it's the one thing her father had given her that she has no reason to regret, a talent that she keeps with her, rusty as it might be. ]
I will do as you need, ser.
[ It seems a simple enough job, at least to her, and it'll give her something to do with her time other than having to train constantly. ]
[Somewhere in the back of Flint's mind, he makes a mental note to congratulate Silver on finding the one person in the Inquisition who didn't care to ask questions about the work they were being applied to. It's an awfully specific requirement, and yet he'd managed to find someone seemingly without a curious bone in her body. It's a neat trick.]
[ Six doesn't intend to question a job - she was a mercenary, it wasn't her place to question - unless she has reason to believe that evil is being committed. Then she might have to say something; her Oath to Sarenrae comes first. Until then - ]
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[ She can manage aboard a ship; it's the one thing her father had given her that she has no reason to regret, a talent that she keeps with her, rusty as it might be. ]
I will do as you need, ser.
[ It seems a simple enough job, at least to her, and it'll give her something to do with her time other than having to train constantly. ]
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Remind me what your name is.
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Six.
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Welcome aboard.