[ Even for a pirate, the Swede is grubby. He- he sleeps in a barrel. But he is very lucky Thomas overcame the yucks to help him, not a lot of fancy men would see the struggles of someone like this. Swede holds onto his hand instantly, tightly, shuffling after him. He definitely saved the little guy's life, now he won't be eaten. ]

I... I will try to use the washroom... I will do my best. [ He smiles shyly up at him. ] One time, they had combed my hair and- and I looked nicer... [ He wants to maybe try to comb it again... maybe... try to look pretty for Mr. Thomas. He never had anyone give him hugs before so he'd do anything he'd ask. His vacant blue eyes watch him curiously. Everything is so new for him. ]