[ Ed waits in the washroom until Stede's footsteps have receded, and then like a strong wind, he fucking gusts out of there. But it's not his room he goes to. Stede's likely gone to the kitchen, which is a good distraction. Ed goes the opposite way: up onto deck, and then to the helm. Luck is on his side, and Buttons is there, alone, except for Karl. After explaining that his friend, not him, but someone else, not on the ship, was coughing up small flowers, Button response, "Ah, I've heard o' this before. Somebody's gone an' hexed ye friend!"
So that's fucking great.
Ed isn't in his room when Stede knocks. There's no answer, initially, obviously, because it's empty. But a moment later, Ed, absolutely stinking of ash and sage, walks up from down the hall to find Stede is there standing outside his door. He leans around Stede's shoulder, pointing at first, then taking the cup and sauce from Stede's hands. ]
Is that tea for me? Thanks, mate.
[ He sips. It's cooled down a bit, but it's mouth-blisteringly sweet, aka delicious. ]
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So that's fucking great.
Ed isn't in his room when Stede knocks. There's no answer, initially, obviously, because it's empty. But a moment later, Ed, absolutely stinking of ash and sage, walks up from down the hall to find Stede is there standing outside his door. He leans around Stede's shoulder, pointing at first, then taking the cup and sauce from Stede's hands. ]
Is that tea for me? Thanks, mate.
[ He sips. It's cooled down a bit, but it's mouth-blisteringly sweet, aka delicious. ]