"Stay a pace behind me, stop fidgeting, and stop looking around you like you want to start a fight. You were a slave long enough, start acting like one," said Baltsaros in a low, harsh whisper. Tom clenched his jaw and looked down, nodding. "Aye, Da," he murmured. Even at the best of times, Tom had made a lousy slave... but the captain was right; he was behaving foolishly. There was gold to be had here and maybe something even more valuable. He had to get a hold of himself. After all, it was just a bit of play-acting."