what is your biggest regret?
Where do I start? Letting down my guard against the rubber runt and losing everything I worked for in a day? Becoming a pirate when I don’t even like the sea? Succumbing to pressure to join the Marines and wasting my time with it? (Being born?)
... It’s probably having flour on my ship in the first place. Those worms barely know how to cook for themselves even when I stole them to, so I fail to see the point in stockholding it. (Even that cyclone didn’t make it easy to wash this shit out of my coat.)

















