[Jacky had to struggle to keep her composure. The Black Cloud had been low and thick since Cadacas Primacy, and the lack of sleep wasn't helping much, either. Right now, all she could see was blood on a deck, smell the gunpowder from the canons. But she took her cue from Niko's calm composure, folded herself back inside and snuffled back her tears.]

I am glad your mother and cousin are alright, that the three of you got out. Sometimes, sometimes all you can do is keep your people safe.