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Freyn listened to all the Captain had to say, and slowly mulled it around in his head. The nights sleep had brought him little to ease his weariness, and his thoughts quickly became muddled. But, he could think of nothing to add in the way of a judgement, so silent he sat.
After all was said, he slowly made his way up on deck and peered about. The strng breeze seemed to clear his senses somewhat, and he smiled as he saw the other ships lightly bobbing about the waters.
'I think the Captain knows what is best....and I know little to naught of these Stones. He has the best judgement...' he said to himself.
Shaking out of his train of thought, he fumbled about in his pocket, making his way to one of his patients.
'Best to be useful...' he thought.
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