Chapter 4: Sailing with Father

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Connor Point of view
Faulkner: call it a night captain, I'll keep us moving
Mr Faulkner said to me, as he patted my shoulder
Connor: thank you, um father?
I called to him
Haytham: yes son
Father said softly as he was leaning against the rails, looking at the water. He seems so peaceful, it's difficult to believe the man he really is, or maybe I'm looking at a man he is now?
Connor: would you care to stay in my quarters? I have an extra place in there for you to sleep. Unless you'd rather sleep below deck.
I offered kindly
Haytham: hmm I suppose I could stay in your quarters
Connor: alright just come on in when you're ready
He nods as I go to my quarters, I bring to undress knowing that my father will be here in a few minutes before he joins me. I look over my map, hearing conversation outside due to the small window that was open.

Faulkner: I don't like you MR Kenway
I heard MR Faulkner say
Haytham: I don't think it is your Job to like me, just don't let Connor hear you say that.
Faulkner: that's just the thing, he looks up to you and you treat him like a piece of dirt. The poor child would keep you out of his life, if he knew what was good for him.
Haytham: well I'm sure we'll go our separate ways soon, don't worry MR Faulkner
I felt my heart sank, I think I've been hoping for a truce to last. Hmm I must admit I am growing attached to my father I thought.

Faulkner: hmm what happens if he decides he doesn't want to part ways? If he wants to continue, working with you?
Haytham: well I'm sure MR Faulkner, I Wouldn't mind maybe he'll convert
I rolled my eyes at this
Faulkner: why don't you tell Achilles that
Haytham: is he still kicking?
He asked curiously
Faulkner: he is though he's not too healthy, I must admit.. but don't mention that around with Connor
Haytham: he cares a lot about the old man, does he?
Faulkner: he practically raised him MR Kenway
Haytham: so.. Achilles is like a.. father figure
Faulkner chuckled
Faulkner: That's what happens, when you aren't around
I heard my father sigh, he sounds genuinely hurt by the idea
Haytham: I know MR Faulkner
Faulkner: maybe you ought to turn in
Haytham: yes I suppose so, it won't help anything for me to be out anyway
I soon headed my father footsteps, approaching the Captain cabin and he enters.

Haytham Point of view
My son was standing with his back to me, he was looking at something on the table as he leans on it. Connor was wearing noting but a pair of pants, quite a contrast from how I'm used to seeing him.
Connor: the way I figure it, we should catch up on Church within a day or two
Haytham: perfect
I said i had no joy of sailing
Connor: you can have my bed, if you wish father
Haytham: and where would you sleep?
I questioned
Connor: there a couch in here, I don't mind sleeping on
Uhh he's such a polite man with great kindness, hmm just like Ziio who was kind to me I thought
Haytham: I'm not kicking you out of your own bed, so you can sleep on the couch I will take the couch to sleep.
Connor looks at me over his shoulder, he seems so relaxed so innocent I wish I could see this side from my son more often.

Connor: if you insist
I walk over to the couch and I took off my shoes, belt, hat, weapons, sword and my coat. I look around in hopes of finding a pillow and blanket. I soon felt Connor whack me with a pillow behind my back, I turn to Connor and I was going to shout at him, until I saw the young boy smiling so thats how it's going to be huh?
Connor: I saw you were looking for a pillow, thought I'd help a bit
Connor smirked
Haytham: oh how thoughtful of you
I said sarcastically
Connor: I know right?
I turn away from him, as I was hiding the smile that was on my face. Connor doesn't seem like a very happy person, and he certainly doesn't joke around. I can't be mad seeing him do both, showed a softer side of him.
Haytham: you may want to sleep with one eye open
I said and turn to see how Connor would react, and see the smile still lingers
Connor: explain to my crew why you murdered me, I'm my sleep and see how long you survive
Haytham: you make a fair point, but I'm pretty sure they're looking for an excuse to kill me
I saw Connor smile drop, and his eyebrows pinch together

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