-2- Some Terrors don't know how to use filters

[lieutenantsteward]

Strange, your bird is a menace! It is constantly staring, and I swear it is conspiring with that damned creature. It often returns from its treks into Hell itself with tufts of fur in its beak. The two creatures are either the same, or they are plotting something.

Get rid of it.

...

If any are still going out on deck, I would advise to mind your distance from the bird if you haven't already.

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[lieutenantsteward]

Jopson watches him quietly, smirking to himself at his Captain's frustration. Of course, he knows why he's upset. But Jopson had to give up something in order to study. Constantly rearranging the books back to proper order was what he chose to sacrifice. That didn't mean that he stopped paying attention, though.

"Top shelf, sir. Fourth spot on the left from the middle, if I'm not mistaken."

[goingtobeunwell]

Of course the book's exactly where Jopson said it was. He shakes his head and returns to the table with it.

"I thought the dream was fixing my berth each morning. Turns out it was you," Crozier tells him with a smile. "I've learned to keep it up on my own though. Thought it'd make you proud."

[lieutenantsteward]

He smiles. "Sir, you need not worry on that. I am proud of you."

[goingtobeunwell]

Crozier's pleased, even if they aren't being all that serious. "Now," he says, setting the book between them and opening it. "Let's go over those questions you have."