"Just don't let him talk to your fish guy! He's being reckless- I just need 5 more minutes, Chip-"

"Out of my way, you two. I need to talk with Gillion. Now. Please." Caspian's voice was breaking, he didn't sound teary, just urgent. This caught Gillion's attention, causing him to make his way over towards Caspian, Chip and Jay. Caspian saw this, pushing past both Jay and Chip, putting a firm hand on Gillion's shoulder and looking him in the eyes with an intensity Gillion hadn't seen before. It was not a fitting look for Caspian. If anything, Gillion only became more nervous than he had already started to feel. "Gillion, I... Captain Elizabeth just told me of this...We've had information come back to us from some other pirates... There's been sighting of the Navy making moves. Moves that we were afraid of them making... Gillion the Navy has started to close in on The Undersea's territory."

Gillion stood for a second, just keeping eye contact with Caspian for... longer than he was comfortable with. He took a few seconds to process what Caspian had said before it hit him. 

"I... Wh-what? What do you... the... what of the Capitol..?" Caspian hesitated before slowly shaking his head.

"I... I don't know for sure... but the Capitol is... well, important. And big. So it's most likely a target if they haven't already started to move in to claim it as their land... Elizabeth told me that the pirates did see prisoners being taken to their ships, just like they did on Jeraldo. But... well, since there are no pirates in The Undersea, it's most likely that they probably took anyone who fought against them."

A wave of deafening silence passed between everyone. Gillion's head had lowered as Caspian spoke, the gravity of this new information slowly being processed. Behind the two tritons, stood Chip and Jay, Elizabeth just behind them. Elizabeth broke the silence with a frustrated sigh. "Look, I get this is your home. But you aren't the first people to get fucked over by the Navy. I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want anyone to do anything stupid before we had enough information. Please, just... let me get back to the people that got us the info, from there we can try and come up with some plan-"

"I appreciate... you trying to help, Captain Elizabeth. But you cannot. I may not know much about things on the oversea, but in that same way, you do not know how my people will react to humans trying to take over their homes. If what Caspian said is true, then there will not just be a mere handful of my people that have been taken prisoner. It will be hundreds. Maybe even more than hundreds... There is no time for a plan." Gillion's voice was different. It was darker, it was the most serious he had sounded, even more so than when he challenged Chip to their duel. Without another word, Gillion walked past all of them, making his way towards the lower decks. He left and ignored any attempts the others made to stop him. 


Gillion paced in the room that was assigned to him, though he rarely used it. He continued to pace until a concerned purr interrupted him, looking over he saw a worried pink frogtopus watching him from her bowl on the bed. Gillion sighed tiredly and made his way over to the bed, picking up Pretzel's globe and placing it in his lap as he sat on the bed. Only now, holding Pretzel's globe, could he tell he was shaking. For how long, he wasn't sure. The shakiness of his hands only seemed to worsen Pretzel's worries, letting out another small purr. "I-... It is alright, Pretzel. I am fine. I just... I need to gather my thoughts and think of something. I... I should've been there. We should've done something as soon as Caspian and Elizabeth warned us about the Navy..! I can't... I can't stop them from where we are, Pretzel... I... I can't let my people down, I... I'm meant to save them. That's my job as the Champion, I'm meant to protect my people from any dangers, no matter what, no matter the sacrifice... I-" Gillion stopped as he heard a weak set of knocks on the door he had closed very very loudly behind him. He stayed silent, hoping that maybe if he was quiet for long enough, the person on the other side of the door would-

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