[ When he sits, the Helmsman draws his knees up to his chest. He's a lanky, awkward sort of man and it is not the most dignified of positions, but it certainly is an insight into his frame of mind. He obeys his orders meticulously, sipping tea with a slow, deliberate pacing as he attempts to exactingly control his breathing.
He is, unsurprisingly, distinctly uncomfortable with everything going on through his mind. His distress, however, does lessen some small amount after an uncertain number of minutes and he finally indicates a desire to speak. ]
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He is, unsurprisingly, distinctly uncomfortable with everything going on through his mind. His distress, however, does lessen some small amount after an uncertain number of minutes and he finally indicates a desire to speak. ]
...my apologieth, thir.