How do you suppose you make a balance with someone you do not always see eye-to-eye with?

I've given it thought for quite some time, but I don't have an answer yet. I'd only wondered what the remainder of the ship thought of such a circumstance.

[Call him a coward or call him notoriously lazy. Sheik has decided to avoid all of the crazy and the maniacal and the illogical after lending a hand to the overly horrified Kevas some time ago.

He's locked himself into his room. Zelda's room. Whatever. And he'll be playing his harp. There are no ulterior motives here.An eternal rain ( Read more... )

The sheer stupidity of this ship is at times, absolutely ridiculous.

I often wonder why she chooses to stay at all. What a place unfit for our kind.

[What have we here? A familiar harp presents itself, although the playing is not quite as smooth as it typically is.Influence ( Read more... )