"I had planned to strip the ship, once the rest of the crew was gone," Kreyu pipes up. "We can distribute them among those here who might need them."

She turns to face the slaves, forces herself back to just the eagle shape of her soul. Her voice is as gentle as she can make it when she speaks to them. "You are all free people, may do as you will. Though I hope you will stay to receive a portion of the ship's supplies, I would not send you off to your new lives with nothing."

"I have a few belongings on the ship, but not many," Xenophon replies. "I will fetch them when we are stripping the ship of supplies."