Getting paid for murder, fine, getting paid for sex, not fine? Priorities, apparently.

Eren holds on to the side of the ship as the ship swings around. He's not entirely sure what direction is going to happen since many of the orders Levi is really issuing are to him, leaving the crew to figure it out and Levi to steer. See where he gets his lack of communication from, captain?

Chain shot. That's a good call, he thinks, though he doesn't bother saying that aloud. He loads the chain shot into the cannon. The ship moves into position. He fires again, the twin balls sailing through the air, rotating until they slam into the mast sail poles, first the bigger one, then a second lesser hit to the smaller ones.

The bigger one falling is really what takes out the weakened smaller one, torn sails collapsing around them. Are those shapes caught under the cloth? Ghosts made more corporeal but still not visible to Eren? Hm, weird.

"Captain! Another shot?" he asks, but he's already reaching for one. The sail poles might be down but that's not gonna sink a ship.