DeForest followed Leonard's gaze up to the top of the tall mast, the sails and rigging blowing gently in the breeze. He had no desire at all to climb up there, and the desire would have been even less in a howling gale, wind lashing at the ship, ropes swinging madly from side to side. It was not a pleasant thought, and DeForest gave a small shudder at the idea.
"I would not relish that task," he agreed, turning to smile at Len. "But I will agree that this," he gestured out to the calm expanse of blue, "is not an unpleasant experience. I just wish the experience was not quite so changeable."
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Re: Also damn my lack of appropriate icon.
Date: 2009-09-19 07:50 pm (UTC)"I would not relish that task," he agreed, turning to smile at Len. "But I will agree that this," he gestured out to the calm expanse of blue, "is not an unpleasant experience. I just wish the experience was not quite so changeable."