You'll have to excuse my a8sence this evening; a svelte, starlight‑clad woman in 8lack is in pursuit, and I am far from foolish enough to 8etray my wherea8outs.
Thrilling. I will not elaborate and pretend I sent her myself. Must be making new enemies.
We will see. Perhaps she came to ally, now, wouldn't that 8e a pain to you.
I ≈ish you luck in your endeavors, Captain.
Well met, fellow sailor.
Do enjoy her company. We get off-moon so rarely.
I will keep that in mind, what are your preferred drink?
Whiskey, red wine, or the occasional hot sake. Depends on how violent we intend the night to get.