don't know what I'd do here though," Rachel said. "I can't just sit around and do nothing."
"There's one job that you'd be perfect for," he said. "I need someone to fire the cannons when we can get them made."
"What's a cannon?"
"It's a weapon that'll knock your socks off when you see how effective it is. I think your affinity for fire would be a great help in using them."
"Okay," Rachel said, though she didn't look sure of what he meant.
As he picked out a plan for her to help, Ethan couldn't help wondering where he fit into the whole equation. He was living on a borrowed ship, in another world, and -- except for two weapons and cube of gold -- he didn't own a single thing.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Rachel said after he had fallen silent.
"I'm just wondering about my place in this
