The soldier that Alexander addressed laughed. "Airship? This here is a warship, not just some silly airship. We have a reasonable amount of supplies. Some of the troop preferred going there...no offense to your abilities, o'course. Just that they prefer the cuts and wounds to heal on their own rather than something less...natural happen." 

Raven nodded to the soldier, turning to address Joey who was back in action surprisingly quickly. Regarding the mage for a moment, he grinned at the mention of the cannon bay. 

"You won't need to head back there any time soon. We're racing ahead of the storm to go where I suspect our unwanted storm makers are near. We'll be stopping at a bar I am rather familiar with. Hopefully we'll meet a guest, and be on our way from there. I do hope you mages know how to not draw attention to yourselves, right?" Raven shook his head, obviously not expecting much from such a question. "By the way, I ran into an....interesting fellow who has made his way onto my ship. Mage fellow with some metal helpers who decided he would come along. Perhaps you can make sense of him, for I could not."