Elias sort of smiled a bit, as if he was expecting Felix to say that, "Understandable, they aren't going to try to kill me though? I saw the looks of pure rage they were giving me earlier. And I'd rather die at the hands of a shark, or anything then them."
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Felix hummed faintly. "They will not harm you, no. I already spoke to them about it." he looked at Elias, cocking his head just a little bit.
Elias chuckled slightly, "Hhm, we shall see about that. I do hope that they keep their word." He crossed his arms glaring back at Felix, "You know, I hate to say this to you now, especially at this moment, but you are a very difficult person and scary." He muttered, "But, I wonder, you don't seem like the kind of man who would end up in a world of things like this. In fact, what led you onto this path?"
Felix shrugged. "They shouldn't." he replied, then frowned a little bit. "Well, I started out as a privateer." he replied, rolling up his sleeves and leaning on the railing. "And then my status as a privateer got revoked and I didn't want to stop. So now I'm a pirate."
Elias nodded, "But why did you start out as a privateer? I would think that you could easily have gotten a job anywhere on land, or you could have been a captain of a fleet of ships, but why that? Especially since it is so dangerous?" He shook his head in confusion.
He tipped his head a little, considering that. "I wanted something exciting." he finally replied, looking at Elias and shrugging his shoulders again. "Besides, there's no one to care if I die."
Elias shook his head, "Even an orphan has someone that would care about them." He sighed and just looked Felix up and down, "I don't think that this sort of life makes sense, it must be nice though, you know living out on the open sea. Nothing but the ocean that seems to go on forever." He smiled slightly, then tried to hide it, "I guess it is a very appealing life choice."
Felix sighed faintly. "Trust me. No one gives a shit if I die out here." he replied, looking out at the horizon. "I prefer the sea to the land anyway. Less rules, plenty of space…" he ran his fingers through his hair.
"Wouldn't your crew?" Elias said still a bit confused about Felix's answers, "They would need you to lead them, a good captain, at least from what I know, shows that they care about their crew, and I think that you do. And if they appreciate it, why wouldn't they care?"
"Well, I guess they'd care, but they'd replace me anyways. No big deal." Felix replied. "This isn't the most…life preserving profession." He bit his lip a little.
Elias sighed again, "I guess that makes sense, but couldn't you get the same thrill of being out on the open water maybe by being a merchant? Or a sailer, or is this what you truly wanted?" He shook his head, "I guess it suits some people, and not others. I think I'd be much to afraid of being caught if I was a pirate."
"Not a sailor, and not a merchant, no. It's not the same." He replied, unsure he could even begin to adequately explain why he preferred this life over any other.
Elias nodded, half listening to him, and also trying to think of another escape route. He knew that it was probably a bad idea to try again, but he was scared of these people, he could try to hide it, but the truth was, he knew that his life at home might be safer - would be safer- than being out on this ship. "I know, but then the government wouldn't always be after your head."
"Ehh. I like this life, Elias, for good or for ill. Yes, someday I'll be caught and killed, but not now. Not yet. And until that day comes…why not enjoy life?" He responded with a shrug.
" I wouldn't be able to if I was in you position, I'd be worried all the time. And how can you even say those words, admit to knowing that you might die with such calmness." He shuddered a bit, " I understand the lifestyle choice, in fact, I envy you, but not the fear of dying, that I can live without."
Felix cocked his head a little bit. "I've known I'd die for a long time. I may not know the specifics, but I've made my peace with it. It's why I do things as soon as I can, rather than wait for them."
Elias laughed a little, not in a rude or teasing way, but simply because he couldn't help it. He soon composed himself again and gazed up at Felix, "But. . .but. . .but." He couldn't really think of anything to say, "I don't understand you. I don't know how one could live knowing that they could die in such a painful and brutal way."
Felix shrugged. "Everyone could die brutally. I just have a higher likelihood." he replied, laughing a little bit. "And you don't really need to understand me, Elias. Just tolerate it, I suppose."
Elias smiled a little at the last statement, "I guess I'll have to try then, I doubt it'll be much longer, then I won't be worrying about your horrendous death." It felt so odd to say that, he would never wish for anyone to die, even this man and his crew, but to know that they had accepted their deaths made him feel so scared, and quite uncomfortable.
Felix hummed a little bit. "Alright." He replied with a shrug. "And not all of my men have the same mentality. It's just something I've made my peace with."
Elias nodded, "I, uhm, quick question? Do I have to spend the night in the brig again?"
He squinted. "Hm." He thought that over, drumming his fingers. "Depends. I should not house you with my men, and there are no spare cabins…" He trailed off.
"So, I'll take that as a yes then?" Elias asked, as he tried to hold in a sigh, he didn't exactly like it there but it might be safer than anywhere else, "But, uh, what would happen if I, well, stayed with your crew?"
"They might attack you." he replied with a shrug. "Or…I don't know. It just isn't a good idea for you to stay with them." he looked at Elias.
Elias' eyes widened and he looked away, "Good god, I am going to die on this ship." He muttered to himself, "So, if I have a say in this, I say no to staying with them, I don't think I want to be attacked, or killed, or anything." He said shuddering, "I guess I'll head back to the brig."
Felix sighed. "You can stay in my cabin, Elias." he said reluctantly. "If…you want to." he ran a hand through his hair.
Elias looked over at him, "Hhm? I uhm, I guess, but you don't have too if you don't want too, I can take care of myself and stay somewhere else, I don't mind at all." He muttered, as he turned away, "But thank you for the offer, I-I appreciate it. . ."
"No, it's fine." Felix replied. "I'd rather not return you to your father with rat bites in you." he smirked faintly, looking at Elias and shrugging his shoulders.
ELias shuddered again, "You're joking, right?" He studied Felix's face and realized that the man wasn't, at least as far as he could tell, "Oh, uh, alright then, I do appreciate the offer, and I'll try to not make trouble for you." He was trying to bring out his manners, as if to prove that he wouldn't do anything to act out.
Felix nodded slightly. "Of course. It isn't yet time for bed, though; sun's still high enough that there's no need for it." he ran his hands through his hair.