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She didn't want to show this man anything other than a grimace, to show him that she was only going along with this for her own reasons. However, a small smile did find its way onto her lips. Of course she fell for the lie. She may be a century old siren who had spent a good deal of her life killing men without flinching-- but she could be deceived, and she had never met anyone like Eugene before. All the men she had met had never had any desire to trick or deceive her. Some had tried to hurt her, but even that was in some sexual manner. Nobody had tried to hurt her because they wanted her injured... and no man had ever tried to take her away for their selfish reasons. It was no wonder that she was naive, especially when he shared that handsome grin and suavely, smoothly lied to her.
Smoothing out her waist-long hair, she absently reached for the vase of flowers and, to entertain herself, began plaiting the beautiful lilies and poppies into it, while focusing solely on Eugene... until laughing and turning her head to the side. "Oh, do stop hiding, I'm not going to eat you. I've been told you're all far too valuable to lay a hand on-- but I am hungry. After you've stopped gawking at me from the corner, you can fetch me something to eat, couldn't you?"
Nervously peering out from the doorway he had been peeking out at was David, smiling as his eyes tried to desperately avoid the siren's body. He was a gentleman, through and through, and while the other sailors had already begun sexually chatting about the woman, David had avoided it all. He didn't care if they called him names - he knew to respect women, even inhuman ones. "I... Euge-- captain, I... maybe I can spend some time with our guest? I-I... I have five sisters, cap'n. I'm... equipped to deal with women. My mother says it's why I'm such a gentle, respectful man..."
Smoothing out her waist-long hair, she absently reached for the vase of flowers and, to entertain herself, began plaiting the beautiful lilies and poppies into it, while focusing solely on Eugene... until laughing and turning her head to the side. "Oh, do stop hiding, I'm not going to eat you. I've been told you're all far too valuable to lay a hand on-- but I am hungry. After you've stopped gawking at me from the corner, you can fetch me something to eat, couldn't you?"
Nervously peering out from the doorway he had been peeking out at was David, smiling as his eyes tried to desperately avoid the siren's body. He was a gentleman, through and through, and while the other sailors had already begun sexually chatting about the woman, David had avoided it all. He didn't care if they called him names - he knew to respect women, even inhuman ones. "I... Euge-- captain, I... maybe I can spend some time with our guest? I-I... I have five sisters, cap'n. I'm... equipped to deal with women. My mother says it's why I'm such a gentle, respectful man..."