That's fair. Focus isn't easy when you feel out of control. And when pirates are after your booty, shit can get prett-y wild. I get it.

[Vyng straightens up, his chains clinking together with the small movement. As he speaks, though, his words are soft and even. Something steady that can serve as an anchor. Hopefully.]

So let's start with what you can control — that's you, pal. That's all you need to be thinking about right now, okay? Not the ocean. Not whatever bullshit box we're in right now. And definitely not the booty.

With me so far? I promise we're going somewhere with this.