Cormick crossed his arms with a frown as he watched Muriel and Tommy. She chose to eat dinner with him instead of her own family. He didn't like this. He hated the way his daughter looked at this complete stranger. Cormick shook his head as he drank another glass of ale sitting in front of him. Ita looked at her husband, noticing the dirty looks he was giving Muriel and Tommy.

"Cormick..."

He turned and looked at her. Ita crossed her arms and looked at him disapprovingly.

"Didn't I tell you to be nice?" she asked.

"I told you I want better for her", Cormick said. "And that's just what I'm going to do for her."

"And you're making her unhappy by doing that", she argued.

"Is being happy worth being poor like we were?" he asked.

"I never complained about it."

Muriel turned her attention away from Tommy and watched as her parents began arguing. Looked like her father was drunk again, judging by the number of glasses on the table. They were yelling over the loud music the band was playing, actually yelling louder than the band.

"I will not have my daughter make a whore out of herself with the first man she meets on a ship!" Cormick yelled.

The music stopped playing and everyone stopped talking. Ita looked shocked that her husband would say such a thing. Tommy looked at Muriel, seeing she looked furious as well as hurt. She got up and walked to him, her fists clenching.

"Really, Papa?" she tearfully asked. "Is that what you think of me as? A whore?"

"I told you I didn't want you with that man anymore", Cormick said looking at Tommy.

Muriel released her fist and slapped her father across the face. Everyone in the galley gasped as they watched the events unfold.

"Muriel!" Ita gasped.

"You...drunken fool", Muriel said for only them to hear.

She turned and ran out of the galley, sobbing. Tommy got up and ran after her, much to the surprise of Ita and Cormick. Ita looked at her husband shaking her head.

"You were much to harsh on her", she said. "Do you want to destroy your relationship with your daughter like this? You're doing a well enough job of it."

She got up and walked away to look for Muriel. Cormick looked at the children who backed away from them.

"That was mean, Papa", Edith said.

"Muriel is not a whore", Thomas nodded.

The children turned away, not talking to him for the rest of the night. The band slowly started back up again and the people turned back to their own conversations, leaving Cormick to himself.

Tommy followed Muriel to her stateroom and sat with her as she cried.

"Papa's so mean", she said. "I hate him."

He looked at her and ran his hand up and down her back, trying to comfort her. Ita opened the door and watched the two of them. Tommy looked genuinely nice as he sat with her, trying to help her stop crying. Cormick may not like him, but at least she did.

"Take care of her, okay?" she asked.

Tommy looked at her and nodded. Muriel smiled and shut the door, leaving the two of them alone. He turned back to Muriel and ran his fingers through her hair. Muriel hiccuped as she stopped crying and lifted her head to look at him.

"Will I see you again tomorrow?" she asked.

He smiled and nodded, slipping a piece of paper into her hand.

"Here's my stateroom number", he said. "Meet me there in the morning."