#Is the butt of his crewmates' jokes for about eighty percent of this

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For the Spirits—Chapter II: The Softest Echo

Either way it helps to hear these words bounce off of you

The softest echo could be enough for me to make it through

—Bandito by Twenty One Pilots

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The Crew came to this tavern as regularly as one could when chained to the seas. It was a lovely little thing, full of dusty travelers and homely patrons who knew not to ask questions. A colony, so they had drinks imported all the way back from Home. At least they helped it feel like home and, when in exile, one learned to appreciate places like this.

Taku always did his best to stay at least relatively sober—that's why he had the best drunk stories to tell. With the way Jee was drowning his sorrows in beer and glaring at everyone around him, this one was bound to be quite the anecdote.