[She appreciates the manners. They're important on her ship because she believes they're a sign of control and awareness. Being thanked by a prisoner is new though and he earns points for that. He earns points for not lying as well, because no one lies that badly. As arguments for living go, he could have done better but again, she can appreciate that at least he's being honest. She'd have had a hard time believing him if he'd claimed he could ransom himself, though that was more due to his lack of aristocratic airs than the lacy nighty. She'd seen aristocrats in stranger outfits.]

Sounds like you were a fool then. [No sense in blunting the assessment.] And I'd guess it was for a pretty girl. You wouldn't be the first. [Men did all kinds of stupid things to end up in a pretty girl's bed, something Lin had never understood even if she understood its apparent power.] But you're right. Killing you pointlessly would be wrong. So until I find a point, looks like we're stuck. [her eyes traveled very thoroughly up and down the entire course of him, pointedly taking in the lace before she stood up.] And since I'm not the type of corsair to ravish my captives, no matter how enticingly frilly they're dressed - you any good with any ship's work?