For a brief moment this one stands dumbfounded by the question of passengers, it wasn’t bad enough he’d been groggily stamping by them as is, but he couldn’t shake the thought that began to well up in the depths of his mind!

You think these loons are my crew?! They’re passengers!

Truthfully this one wasn’t sure where half of them had come from, as he had no recollection of doing business with them, but it wasn’t uncommon for other crewmembers to take on passengers and then pool the money after they’d reached port. After the blaggards had spent a bit of it themselves of course, but hey! Still, he couldn’t shake the last bit of his thought…

<del>… My crew is worse.</del>