Angel Dust

It's a hell of a thing to see, though I confess I am about done with the less glamorous aspects of sailing. [He chuckles, waving a hand.] Bad food and never enough of it, storms, leaks, watches at all hours, and that's before one gets to the life-or-death battles....

I'd like to see your New York. Could trade you for Nassau, and see which one of us has the worse parts.

[He tips Angel an amused wink.]