Aboard the Navarra
Durand's departure did not go unregarded as he imagined. In fact, it was profound enough, that while his flight had not effect all who witnessed it, it had effected those that it would have pleased Durand most to have it effect.
Captain Avendano was furious. He turned upon his First Mate at once, screaming such accusations and demanding answers from questions that could not be anything but rhetorical that Lieutenant De la Cruz returned nothing but a stare of insulted bafflement. Avendano did not take such a look well and he struck the Lieutenant full upon his face with an open hand.
Ettore Tarín took a step back to see the Captain so enraged, as did almost everyone else, but Lieutenant De la Cruz did not retreat at all. Rather he returned an even, cold, almost murderous look that Durand, Lasseter or Brand would have understood. It was one thing to be struck or slandered by a man that was an equal, but to be so verbally and physically maligned by a pig such as Avendano. That was too much. It was past bearing.
A line of quick, fresh and very bright blood ran straight down the Lieutenant's chin and neck, propelled by gravity and the drive of the rain. He made no attempt to wipe it away or stay the flow, but focused Avendano with a gaze so prophetic that it burned Avendano a little. The Captain could not deny that it unnerved him to see a man so young as this come over the wall of his secure position aboard ship, and all of his power and money were laid aside by that look. He was not uncertain that the young officer wouldn't kill him there and then, with his sword or the one left to him by Durand.
The Lieutenant simply stood. Then, De la Cruz, mustering more dignity and control than Avendano, cleared his throat and said, "What are your orders, sir?"
For his part, Ettore Tarín was grateful of the rain, because he found himself suddenly aware of his own frailty as a man, and not one well equipped for fear, danger or any other tension presented to him. The collision, Durand's departure or the threat of bloodshed between the Lieutenant and the Captain had caused him to piss himself, and he prayed that no one would notice.