"Screw contracts. If they're this chit, you should quit." Elpsis had clear opinions on slavery and indentured servitude. Besides, the two could work for her!
Anyhow, they eventually caught up with the missionary couple. Both looked sweaty and irritated. "There you are at last. What took you so long?" the husband demanded. "Maid, tend to my wife. She has suffered much because of you stupidity."
"It wasn't my fault the boat drifted away, sir. You..."
"There you go again, acting uppity. Being around heathen natives is a bad influence on you."
"Or maybe you're just dumb and whiny," Elpsis said bluntly.
"How dare you?!" his wife thundered. "Apologise to my husband right now. You have no manners and dress like a common whore."
"Actually, I'm a very expensive whore." It was...kinda true. "And it's hot outside here, y'know."
By contrast, the missionaries were sweating in their outfits. "Don't give me lip, girl. Your parents would no doubt be ashamed of you! You have embraced the path of sin and become just like these uncivilised natives."
"Yep, that's the plan. I've decided to join a Dahomian tribe and become the bond-slave of my one true love," at this Elpsis gave Tempest an adoring look. "I want to spend my life worshipping her and become the one she loves most of her harem. I hope our babies have her beautiful skin. I'll raise them to be good Dahomians."