Moenir looks at Blud,
"You're a pirate?"
Blud waves his hat.
"Only the pirate Blud Beard."
Moenir stares at Blud for a brief second.
"Huh, interesting. So, why is a pillager helping a cause for freedom?"
Blud smiles, not answering.
Moenir looks at him annoyed,
"Fine, if you-"
"Nay, my reasoning I imagine is really the same as your own. I desire an open port to return to. You can't return home to Gathens, so you want the ports open as well, and are most likely willing to do anything to do so. I have the alibi that the Nikidians already hate me, thus why I would help this rebellious cause, but you...you had no reason to join this rebellion. I wonder why you did to begin with..."
Moenir eyes darken,
"Are you challenging my loyalty to this cause?"
"It was rhetorical, I'm sure Gathens isn't much of a home to begin with. Your curiosity of what a home is, might be your main reason. To learn what people call homes, by answering this rhetorical question I have to wonder, boy, what loyalty there is to a curious dog?"
Moenir eyes flash in rage,
"You're right Gathens was never a home. It was a hell, my mother depressed because her husband left, to the seas, and honestly I could never call a man like that my father, no matter his circumstances. Yes, I am curious on what foundation the word "home" means to these people, that it would cause them to start such a rebellion! us' vatynphaerhoi xo iin' ku phue iis vatynphaerho aga!"