Frankly, Iris did give Daniel the chills but he did not fear her. His time as a pirate had opened his eyes to many things that the navy could not have done outside of produce a fear of the unknown and unchristian. The key was to stay on the good side of those that tamper with magic and Iris seemed to be rather even-keel. 

[b]"-right lass. Where did th' sailor hurt ye?"[/b] Daniel asked, prompting Amelia to talk about the experience she had. When Avery and himself had found her, her long skirt was up to her knees... Scandalous for any good man to look upon. Daniel wasn't entirely a good man though and it helped in making sure his patient was alright. Amelia had been shaken but she didn't seem too town up, her virtue may not have been taken. Then again, the man did have his hand up her skirt...

~~~

Amelia began to recount the events to the doctor. It pained her and made her feel ill to her stomach. Still, she told the doctor how he had forced her into a secluded area and pinned her down with his and and knees. 

[color=a2d39c][b]"It seems as though I still have my virtue,"[/b][/color] Amelia said with a shaky voice. [color=a2d39c][b]"and only a few bruises."[/b][/color]

~~~

Daniel listened carefully to her rememberings. 

[b]"I' sounds as though ye will be fine aside fr'm th' scare."[/b] he said, his gruff voice teetering on compassionate. He had no need to check her bruising visually unless it was rather bad, she would probably prefer if he didn't... but as a doctor he should check. 

[b]"Jus' t' be safe, I'mma 'ave a look see at her bruising."[/b] Daniel instructed her on how to shift her skirt so that he could look at her legs and keep herself covered at the same time. She blushed as red as an island dragon-fruit but to his surprise, she obliged. The girl must be incredibly naive then, or far too innocent. The bruising on her arms and legs didn't looks extensive as of yet, nothing tender. 

[b]"Ye'll be fine."[/b] He said, attempting to assure her. He was about to send her off when a clear bell toned through the ship. The pattern it rang in only described one thing, a ship near by that was not of the friendly sort. Instantly he looked to Iris for direction. Nary a breath passed between the two before bolting out the door. 

[b]"Scarlet, 'ide th' girl."[/b] Daniel called back over his shoulder, following Iris to the poop deck.