GOODBYE TO A WORLD --- open, joiner

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Séamus had been expecting pirates, not a child.  For a moment, he stared at a loss.  How old was she?  Although his brow had quirked upward, he picked up quickly that she would not seen the confusion on his face.  She looks like me.  Or rather, like an ó Faoláin They were the same species after all, and she had the sea-green eyes that every ó Faoláin had, although they were different enough to tell she was blind.  He frowned.  She should not be out here on her own, but he supposed if she was who he had came to the conclusion she was - it was far too obvious - chances were she had not exactly asked permission.

The pirate was on the verge of pushing the child for some words, already tired of the way she worked with her mouth, clearly trying to remember something.  The question finally spitted out, albeit with a child's wording, Séamus tilted his head, utilizing a softer tone than he normally did.  "I'm here to join, lass, if I may." He severely doubted a child's permission would do.  Hopefully, someone older showed their face soon, but perhaps there was something to gain from meeting his niece - he loathed to think the word as fact, but he did not have proof otherwise, only an argument - without Kian. "I'd greatly appreciate any assistance in the matter."

☠ SÉAMUS Ó FAOLÁN - HE/HIM - RUSTY SPOTTED CAT - TAGS ☠