Archibald shrugged at Molly as he pushed himself off of the wheel and looked at her. "How about you show me what you know first? If I see anything wrong with how you fight, then I'll tell you. Ready?" He asked her as he dropped down into a simply stance, both arms in front of his body and his hands blocking a large portion of his face. He really wished that they had swords and weapons, but wasn't arguing since they they had been lucky enough to get a ship.