Mark was very pleased at that bit of news. While he thoroughly enjoyed going new places and seeing new things, he also liked to have his 'port' - a spot he could think of as his. He was drawn out of his thoughts by Napoleon.

"It occurs to me that I don't know a great deal about you. What did you father do for a living?"

Shrugging, Mark gave a brief glance upward before answering.

"To be honest? I'm not sure. I wasn't yet five when he registered for service. I never laid eyes on him again after."