"One day, I'm going to become the King of the Pirates!" Daniel said excitedly as he rowed his boat with fervor.
But every time he did, a small splash of water would come from the sides and splash Aren's pants. The more Daniel did it, the stronger Aren's desire to punch the senior in the face became.
"You're enjoying this way too much."
"Of course I am," Daniel replied. "This is freedom, man."
"Freedom."
Daniel nodded enthusiastically. "Out here in the Wildlands. There are no rules or laws, anything that keeps you shackled."
"Yeah, that's right," Aren said, suddenly remembering who he was partnered up with. "So how's life as a 'free' Lancaster going? Good?"
Daniel immediately stopped rowing as he turned slowly to look at Aren. "You're really not gonna drop it, aren't you…"
"Nope…"
Daniel leaned back before placing his makeshift oar down. "Well…it's been fun actually, mostly because I got away from it all."
"You did?" Aren tilted his head slightly.
