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Well, that sucks. What size shoe do you wear?

I... I don't know. It is the same size as my other shoe!

How did you manage to lose a shoe?

I... I was walking... and then I noticed my foot hurt and then I saw I had no shoe. [ Connor, this pirate is... a little frustrating. ]

That… I did not know that could be possible.

[Well he’s come to find out that many humans are somewhat helpless.]

Well you can not be without shoes. Here I can likely help you find them. Where were you when you noticed you’d lost it?

O-oh... it was right here? I was walking. [ He is so lucky Connor is his friend. Connor is so smart. ]

So then it has to be around here somewhere right?

[He leans down to the ground so that he can get a better view. His eyesight is better than most and he spots fairly quickly the change in footprints but the confusing part is there's no shoe.]

And you're certain you didn't pick it up?

I... I don't think I did... [ It's either down his pants, in his barrel or it fell in the sea. It's anyone's guess. ] O-ow... foot hurts!

Do you still have one shoe?

[It is slightly curious on how one moment you have one and the next it's gone. Connor isn't going to give up that easily and he starts to follow after a smaller trail he didn't notice before. Wandering into the forest just beside the beach with barely a sound.]

Oh yes! B... but the other one is missing... [ He will hold his foot out. It is a grimy, worn leather shoe. ]

[ The Swede tends to just lose things but he does shuffle after Connor. He knows Connor will know where he is, he is so smart.

The shoe is tied to a tree with the shoelaces. Dangling. Swede, what did you do? ]

[It's a short walk to find it. He carefully removes it from the tree and offers it to the other.

He's unsure if the other put it there on purpose or if someone is messing with him. He looks around. He wouldn't be surprised if the crew played tricks on one another.]

So... what exactly are you doing anyway?

[ Now he is a little bit embarrassed... he looks down. It's true, he does get tricked a lot! ] Frenchie... told me it was bad luck to wear two shoes on land... and that I had to tie one into a tree or- or the witches would eat me.

Let me guess. Frenchie, the Frenchmen?

[Oh sweet naive pirate. There's no such thing as witches. Says the Android to the human.]

Eat you? And you believe that? That you are appetizing to witches, but only if you've on both shoes?

N-no... he- he isn't really French... but everyone calls him Frenchie. He knows a lot about witches and- and curses. [ The Swede nods, smiling nervously. ]

Y... yes! Because two of my crewmates almost ate me as well... then witches will also eat me?

... You're being serious? They tried to eat you?

[He's still trying to understand humans. This particular human might not be the best frame of reference.]

Well. I doubt there are such things as witches. At least not in the storybook sense.

Oh... oh yes! They try to eat me. I don't know why... why they try to eat me? [ The Swede isn't lying though. ]

They try to eat my butt and my thighs. [ He blushes a little bit because butt is a bad word, isn't it? ]

I believe that is a desirable spot to eat on any animal. [Is he helping?]

But considering you're on land, and near society I doubt you have much to worry about. Certainly not being eaten, or witches. Put your shoes on before you hurt yourself.

I... is it? Oh... maybe that is why. [ He accepts all of this far too easily. ]

Y... yes... I will stop worrying, I am sorry... thank you sooo much for finding my shoe! I am happy. [ He quickly puts his shoe back on. Tying shoelaces takes a good ten minutes. ]

I think you need new shoes in general. The one you have left is starting to look a little worse for wear.

Well considering it ends up as roasts most often then yes. But that being said people should not be eating one another for various reasons.

There is no need to be sorry. [He's glad he could help. But there's a part of him that almost feels bad for the other. He's just about to offer his assistance when he finally seems to nail it.]

So try and just keep an eye on it. If you do manage to somehow meet a witch just.... Try and find me. Okay?

Y... yes... I will try to find you and I will ask for help. [ Teaching the Swede something as small is that is already impressive, he tends to just struggle by himself but he considers Connor his friend now. If something is scary, he wil go to Connor. ]

For anything, not just witches.

[There's a part of him that weirdly feels responsible? He's a lot to handle. He may be one of the more fragile of the humans he's met.]

Y... yes! I am soo happy you are my friend, Connor. [ He tears up a little bit. There's no helping he's so bad at everything... and... gets overwhelmed a lot. He's trying his best. ]

Of course. Try to think before you leap yeah?

[I mean that’s sort of why Connor feels bad for him. I mean he’s sort of like a sad scruffy dog almost.]

Oh... oh yes, I will think- I will think very well. [ ...no... he jumped overboard twice. He sniffed. ]

Y... you are not annoyed with me? [ He knows his crewmates are... but of course they are all stuck on a ship. ]

It's about reading clues that people are deceiving you. Eye movements. Subtle tones. The more you watch them the more they will show you their tells.

I do not tend to get annoyed easily. As I said you think to much. [And that is a truth. He's not stuck in a ship with you.]

Oh... that is hard... b... because I love my crewmates a-and I don't think they tell a lie to me. [ The world is very complicated for him. ]

Everybody lies, including me. The difference is knowing when it's happening to you.