"he vanished eighty years ago. we've never seen him after he went on the last voyage." Willard shrugged, "him and his whole crew. The ship was found still in the ocean, drifting in the Pacific. I think it was found near the Phillipeans."
He grinned, and was about to say something- but then there was a bump and he was thrown upwards, and hit his head on the top. "ow!" He yelped, and then curled up into Axie. "i bit my tongue.."
Axie had hit her head as well and was a bit dizzy, but not to much. "Oh, poor Willard." She whispered, close to his face. "Need a kiss to make it better?"
"i really have no idea. i think maybe it was the fact it was the first accident to happen." Willard whispered. "what accident that happened to me, scared you most?"
"I guess." She whispered. "I guess... I couldnt choose. Everytime something happens to you, I have a sense of fear that is only rivaled by the other times in which you have hurt yourself.