It Was What It Was

"So, you're not here to take over this port city," I spoke to no one in particular. It was just a general observation.

"Of course not dear," she came close and bent down a bit. She was already a tad shorter than me, so that was quite a funny seen I got of her scalp. Apparently, she was checking my nether. "But dear, you're lacking a bit."

"He's not lacking 'a bit' he doesn't have one at all," Vivia said.

"Oh!?" the pirate lady yelped back. Her companions too.

Meanwhile, I took off my helmet. "Though lately, I've been thinking of growing one," I said, to my utter frustration.

Kitty snake was gone. No, she apparently started hibernating within my fucking skull.

"Can you grow one?" Vivia said, a bit confused.

During the last days of my stay at Brailen, I'd researched a fair bit into the whole thing and I'd found a couple of solutions.

"Yes, yes I can," I said, trying to sound as confident as I could.