doesn't think it's too difficult to manage things in a docked airship.

that's easy to say when he doesn't see what the crew does when he's gone.

it can't possibly be that bad.

holds up a broken piano string.

tenses up all over. "W-what on...earth."

frowns. "Get it now?"

takes a deep breath. Alright, so they had gotten to the ship piano. At least it wasn't the good one. Deep breath. Deep -

"Those *imbeciles!* How dare they?!"

flinches a bit at the outburst, but really- what had she expected? She played her next card a little bit safer than the last. "That was just

what I was thinking, sir."

runs an agitated hand through his hair. "What - *what* would they hope to gain?" He rounds on him. "How long did it take you to stop them?"

takes a step back, waving a hand in an attempt to defer Roderich. "N-not too long sir. They were drunk, so..."

doesn't drink. For safety reasons.

backs off a bit in order to pace. "Mein Gott, what morons. Do you know *why?* "

raises an eyebrow. She didn't know Roderich was *that* thick. "They were drunk. Sir."

cannot comprehend why even a *drunk* person would have the nerve to destroy something so beautiful.

Roderich is too quirky for his own good. "It's still in-tack. The strings will just need to be repaired." And replaced. The crew decided it-

would be a good idea to use the strings as rope for tug-o-war, whips, and other miscellaneous items.

seriously considering firing everyone.

that might be a bad idea, for his own sake.

...knows that. He would just really like to see some PUNISHMENT.

there are other ways to punish the men...

isn't sure they will be severe enough. ]<

could think of a few, but thinks it's best not for her to share. ////

his opinion on the matter.