It's a pirate ship if a pirate's sailing it, so I'd say there's room for more than one person to sweep.

[ Even though she hasn't quite finished feeling Hilda out, Nami finds herself drawing close enough that when she reaches out, the pads of smoothly calloused fingertips briefly touch the other woman's harm, there and gone again, though she doesn't go far. ]

Here I thought you were gonna call me out for being too forward. [ Her gaze stays leveled on Hilda's face, eyes flashing in a fleeting show of amusement. ]

How do you wanna go about doing that?