Mama

Mama rises a bit wearily. She nods to the Venetian.

"Well, this has been fun, but I can't think of anything else I can do here tonight. I'm going to keep trying to learn more of the Ottoman language. Who they are. Why they're here. Maybe one of you can start to do the same with Sailor Boy here."

With a smirk, she offers an extremely bad curtsey to Samuel.

"By your leave, oh great Bey."