"Oh my god, it is--" Lucius, suddenly given an out to a much better topic, turns and prepares to just ramble. Unfortunately he comes up against the problem Sharky'd had when he first tried to explain them. Several features of the hot tub are nonsense gibberish to pirate from the 1700's and even Lucius has a bit of trouble with...where to even begin.
"Yes," he says as his tequila soaked mind deems that answer accurate enough. "But like the built in pools, way too big and very hot and it has bubbles. Glorious addition. No notes."
He's clearly much more comfortable buffeting Izzy with the new and strange than he is discussing the state of onboard affairs. That tracks, given how little violence Lucius can tolerate.
"They smell like a wash basin, though, something about keeping them clean. It's fine, you barely notice the stink of...whatever after a while."
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"Yes," he says as his tequila soaked mind deems that answer accurate enough. "But like the built in pools, way too big and very hot and it has bubbles. Glorious addition. No notes."
He's clearly much more comfortable buffeting Izzy with the new and strange than he is discussing the state of onboard affairs. That tracks, given how little violence Lucius can tolerate.
"They smell like a wash basin, though, something about keeping them clean. It's fine, you barely notice the stink of...whatever after a while."