"Okay, if you have a better idea..." the boy said, plucking at the frayed end of his trouser leg.

"I wasn't saying that I have a better idea." It's not like they actually killed someone — she didn't need a plan or anything.

James got up. "Well, then we best get on with it." He got up, took a few coins and his sling from his pocket and then put them back in. "Okay, I'm done packing."

Okay, maybe she should just come clean about her lying. "You're actually going?" Saoirse started off, "I won't be stopping you, but, like, I feel like you should know that the guy isn't actually dead. I was just saying he was so that you would stop with those pranks." She shrugged.

James frowned. "Are you afraid of being a pirate?"

"...No? I'm just telling you that you didn't actually kill anyone."

James' frown deepened. "Oh..." He sat back down. "Good."

He was slightly disappointed about not becoming a pirate.

"Yeah, not murdering people is...good." Was this kid sad about the fact that he didn't kill someone? She will never understand children.

"Yeah, because otherwise they'll hang you," the kid said, nodding wisely.

"Yeah. That's why killing people is bad, and you shouldn't ever do it." she essentially repeated herself.