Rhen: Time for a nap!
Rhen: What a disgusting mess! My ship is filthy! Ugg!
Rhen: Oh! Uh… sorry, Tristan. Ladies first and there wasn’t room for three.
Tristan (thought): …
Rhen: Now, go swab the deck and get the manali cleaned up for our clients.
Rhen: And make yourself presentable, will you? We are professionals, after all.
Rhen (thought): Hmm. What is this?