Daniel left Avery to sleep and quietly shut the door behind himself. He guessed he was on to the rest of the supririors. God he was tired, there was no need of grog to make him drowsy. Still, checking on the others was a priority. As the doctor, he was always last to get to sleep after a battle. He saw to each person as best he could, stopping by to see sailors along the way. It was about half an hour until he finally stumbled into his treatment room and quarters. He felt somewhat relieved upon entering and seeing Bane and Iris chatting away, but it also memphasized his own fatigue and he was not enjoying entertaining the idea of having more to treat. 

[b]"Evenin'."[/b] He began, stepping heavily into his space. [b]"How be yer sail'ers?"[/b] He asked, unpacking his bag while still leaving his body open to them. He awaited their response before asking a further question; [b]"Is there anythin' I can do fer ye?"[/b]

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Amelia found herself staring at the old lady's scars. She wondered what could have possibly put them there and it began to resonate with her just how dangerous life on the sea was. This was no fairytale, that was for certain. Feeling better, Amelia came up beside Scarlet and began putting her hands to work once more. It wasn't very long until the two had a large pot of hearty stew all set to be served. Amelia was particularly amazed that they had altered the ship to allow for a fire. Scarlet was very responsible and kept a constant close watch on it as to not let the vessel catch fire.