[ The Swede had never been hugged before and he instantly stops sobbing, sniffling softly instead and gaping dumbly at him. He never thought such a handsome, fancy man would ever give him a hug! He goes nice and quiet from it, instantly soothed a little. ]

Oh... I would like that... I love to sing... [ He is so trusting that he'll go anywhere with a complete stranger, he probably only managed to live this long because he's a funny looking thing. If he had nicer teeth and smelled better he would've ended up in someone's basement. ] I am happy you are my friend... but... I don't think... I can leave? The Captain will allow leaving?