"Technically no, though I do believe I am what the insurance underwriters would call an "ultimate cause." Wouldn't be the first time, won't be the last I'm criminally liable for a ship evacuation. In any event, under traditional maritime salvage law we're technically in charge of Orlando. Under Liberty's anti-piracy laws, we're in charge until we get killed or until they find someone better. In any event, did you know I used to have lunch every week with Breezewood's legal council? A young woman named Jenkins. I kept her VERY busy at night, if you know what I mean..."
After a few moments of no reply, Seabourne supplied the ending.
"Lawsuits, friendo. So. Many. Lawsuits. We once did an edition of our inflight magazine that consisted of nothing but case summaries. I remember the first time we went out with the Gaian wildlife and exploding geese were the LEAST of our concerns. One of our passengers ended up getting pregnant off the damn things! Well, pregnant is not the operable term, more like implanted with-"
Scotty interrupted the captain with more pressing concerns.
