A heavy gust of wind whipped over the inn and as the ceiling rattled disconcertingly Cris and Henry looked up, alarm written across their faces. Cris stood up and gestured for Henry to get up aswell.

"Sorry to say we have to leave" the inn shook as another gust of wind flew through the streets of Tortuga. "Now"
He grabbed Mathews shoulder but upon finding him too far in his cups to be useful let him go.
He looked over to Lucy "Give this one a good night would ya?" he threw some coins onto the table and then bolted for the door, Henry close on his tail.

Outside rain and wind filled the air making it impossible to see far down the street.
"If we get separated meet at the boat!" he shouted into the wind, Henry gestured agreement and they ran off into the storm.