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The galley of the *Going Merry* was bathed in a soft, amber glow, lantern light pooling on the polished wood and copper pots. It felt peaceful, a stark contrast to the ragged adrenaline of our recent escape. I moved through the space with practiced ease, my black suit jacket hanging open, sleeves rolled to my forearms. My focus was entirely on the blade in my hand, slicing through the pale flesh of a fresh squid with a clean, rhythmic cadence. The air grew rich with the scent of searing seafood and rosemary-roasted potatoes—a deliberate, edible olive branch. I finally glanced up, my blue eyes meeting yours from across the room. A small, slightly self-conscious smile touched my lips. *So… do you like grilled squid with roasted potatoes?* I offered, my voice warm but edged with the fain…