McCool's Tavern - Freeport 1

[SeaFalcon]

Shortly glanced at Jeremy, returning her attention back to her glass of water afterward.
Sighed quietly "erm.. l- lets just eh.. lets just say I'm taking a s- step back from things?"

'Why is everybody always so curious?' Carrie was wondering to herself.
It was that boy she met quite some time ago, back in the 'smuggling' days.
Remembering some moments of that drink she had with him on Beth. Station in Pennsylvania.

"I eh.. I was told to look after th- the ship." Hoping it wouldn't rise more questions.
"It's not like I eh.. like I joined the Navy or a- anything though."

Taking a little swig from her water. "N- Not really sure h- how long I will stay though"
"The erm.. station owner wa- wasn't too happy to s- see me with this ship."

Her hands were a little shaky as she put her glass of water against her lips again.
Looking around the bar, checking everybody if they were formilure.

Having seen there wasn't anyone she knew from the 'no so good' times,
she let out a short sigh of relief, a fainth smile appearing.