"Yer in trouble on my account!"
"Nah," Mazu's nose crinkled. "Ain't your fault you're workin' under a maggot-festooned, bilge-pissing ballast pig! I only got in trouble 'cause I got caught putting shrink tonic in his clothes. Gotta be sneakier to get past Second Mate's eagle eyes."
She hurried on, noting Pugsly's concerned expression. "Captain knows his punishments," Mazu held a half peeled spud aloft. "Nothing I hate worse than a dull job."
"I'll help." Pugsly sat down, plucking a potato from the pile.
Mazu grinned cheekily with a wink. "Aye, faster we get done, faster we can do other things."
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