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Deryn grudgingly carried the breakfast tray to Count Volger. She knocked her knuckles against the door. "Come in." was her reply. She opened the door slowly, not wanting to go inside and face the awful torment that would soon accompany breakfast.

"Why good morning, Ms. Sharp." He said.

"What's so good about it?" Deryn muttered as she plopped down the tray in front of Volger.

"That is not a very lady like attitude." He said with a smirk.

"In case you haven't noticed, in not a lady. I'm a midshipman with a medal and I don't like you, so forgive me if I chose to be a bit moody." Volger sighed, setting down his tea. Deryn sighed to; a prisoner, getting barking TEA.

"I don't enjoy being here either, you know. I hate this godless thing you call a ship."

"Well Alek loved it! If you were just going to come back anyways, why couldn't you have brought him! Or better yet, never have made him leave! He liked it here!"

"Yes, but now he hates it. Now he hates you." Wide-eyed and ready to hit him Deryn began to leave.

"Ms. Sharp, just a minuet." She turned to face the Count. "I did this for him you know."

"No, I don't understand. Why couldn't he have stayed? It would've been safer."

"He would've been near you, and I couldn't not allow that. He might have done something that we all would've regretted. Like…" thinking.

"Kiss me?" Deryn suggested, fawning innocents, something she was not good at.

"What happened?"

"Done with your food?" Deryn picked up the tray and left, happy to have won a small victory over that cleaver boots count.

After feeding time around the great whale, it was time to do Dr. Barlow's daily choirs, something that used to be quite a bother. Now, well since Alek had told her that the doctor knew, it had become girl time. Deryn had never had a strong female role model before and loved to share and hear childhood stories of over coming and out smarting men. They had even come up with a plan for what would happen if Deryn were discovered. She would be Dr. Barlow's apprentice, studying the male psyche by becoming one of them. Though this meant wearing dresses and corsets and fallowing Dr. Barlow around constantly, Deryn would still get to fly around the world with her.

But today Deryn had boy problems, and needed advise.

"Hey, Nora?"

"Yes, pet?" Why does she always call me pet? Deryn wondered.

"Can you help me with a problem?"

"Of course I can, dear! I am a…. oh what did you call it?..... 'smart shoes' was it?"

"Aye something like that." Deryn said with a laugh.

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Deryn grudgingly carried the breakfast tray to Count Volger. She knocked her knuckles against the door. "Come in." was her reply. She opened the door slowly, not wanting to go inside and face the awful torment that would soon accompany breakfast.

"Why good morning, Ms. Sharp." He said.

"What's so good about it?" Deryn muttered as she plopped down the tray in front of Volger.

"That is not a very lady like attitude." He said with a smirk.

"In case you haven't noticed, in not a lady. I'm a midshipman with a medal and I don't like you, so forgive me if I chose to be a bit moody." Volger sighed, setting down his tea. Deryn sighed to; a prisoner, getting barking TEA.

"I don't enjoy being here either, you know. I hate this godless thing you call a ship."

"Well Alek loved it! If you were just going to come back anyways, why couldn't you have brought him! Or better yet, never have made him leave! He liked it here!"

"Yes, but now he hates it. Now he hates you." Wide-eyed and ready to hit him Deryn began to leave.

"Ms. Sharp, just a minuet." She turned to face the Count. "I did this for him you know."

"No, I don't understand. Why couldn't he have stayed? It would've been safer."

"He would've been near you, and I couldn't not allow that. He might have done something that we all would've regretted. Like…" thinking.

"Kiss me?" Deryn suggested, fawning innocents, something she was not good at.

"What happened?"

"Done with your food?" Deryn picked up the tray and left, happy to have won a small victory over that cleaver boots count.

After feeding time around the great whale, it was time to do Dr. Barlow's daily choirs, something that used to be quite a bother. Now, well since Alek had told her that the doctor knew, it had become girl time. Deryn had never had a strong female role model before and loved to share and hear childhood stories of over coming and out smarting men. They had even come up with a plan for what would happen if Deryn were discovered. She would be Dr. Barlow's apprentice, studying the male psyche by becoming one of them. Though this meant wearing dresses and corsets and fallowing Dr. Barlow around constantly, Deryn would still get to fly around the world with her.

But today Deryn had boy problems, and needed advise.

"Hey, Nora?"

"Yes, pet?" Why does she always call me pet? Deryn wondered.

"Can you help me with a problem?"

"Of course I can, dear! I am a…. oh what did you call it?..... 'smart shoes' was it?"

"Aye something like that." Deryn said with a laugh.