Molly laughed and nodded, "I'll try to remember to ask."

She leaned on the railing and watched as the fog started to dissipate. She stepped back from the railing and stretched, "I wonder if your charisma has worn off any of your men now that they've had a good night sleep," She grinned and gave him a wink, sure that he would probably would insist that he wasn't charismatic.

She walked up to the wheel, her barrel still sitting next to it, and looked at the map. She pursed her lips, Archie had said it would be about a week before they hit mainland. She hoped they didn't come across any ships, she wasn't sure they'd be able to put up a proper fight. Not yet, at least.