[ No children, no slaves. No selling people. Charles has a rather proud view on women, something that garners an actual, albeit brief, smile from her. He understands the limits she will have and she's quite grateful that she does not need to assert herself to him in any way. She will need to lay the groundwork, to be true, but she would have needed to do that anyway. ]

But you've sailed with competent women before.

[ That much is very clear by his tone.

The promise for big game isn't what sells it to her. She can score larger pockets of gold doing less dangerous work by continuing to be a bard. But doing both can gain her reputation and a name - whichever name she takes - and she's keen to see what this sort of life might hold for her. Better still, that it will allow her to discard an identity if and when she leaves to do something else without any sort of shadow over her name.

Charles seems a likable man, as well. If he's to be her employer and captain... Well, it could be much, much worse. ]

I'm interested. On one condition.

[ And this will be the trickier negotiation, she knows, because she certainly can't say all that she does. But Charles can know some, can have a taste of it, especially if she can sell it as something that will benefit the both of them. ]

When we dock, there are things I would like to do and take part in. Bartering, selling, collecting. You are the captain and the one I hold loyalty to. In this, I will not falter.

[ That's the complete truth. ]

But I have ambitions of my own. So long as it does not hinder the crew, the ship, you, or our position, I would ask for leave to do what I wish when we are docked. I work with herbs, as you can see, and I would like to know more of the world. I won't be able to do that while remaining on a ship for the rest of my days.

In return, if I find something interesting and worthwhile, you'll be the first to hear of it.