What the…? What on Earth is going on? Oh, goodness gracious where am I?
[There's the sound of frantic pacing, and then a small, rather unmanly shriek as Nathaniel looks through the porthole.]
A ship? A ship? I don't remember getting on a ship! And I certainly wasn't drunk last night, so this can't be some sort of awful mistake… Oh Lord! Have I been
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Ah - forgive me, miss, no situation calls for expletives in the presence of a lady. It's just I cannot see why anyone would want to take me somewhere against my will, for I am only an art student, and a penniless one at that.
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[Think, Nathaniel, think! Find a less distressing topic before you work this young lady up into a complete nervous tizzy!]
A... mechanic, you say? How intriguing! I personally find it delightful that women are branching out a little more in this modern age, though of course not so much that they cannot care for house and children!
[He's honestly not trying to be sexist ass. Really.]
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[...What.]
Excuse me?
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Oh, it's totally not impossible. Ask anyone else.
Overexcited?
...Dispositions? [Oh so dangerous tone here]
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Yes, quite! It's all been researched by fine, upstanding medical men. Please, miss, try not to become too... too agitated. I doubt there is a suitable doctor aboard this vessel to attend to you.
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