Doctor Buran eyed the Captain as he strode across the deck, his eyes going all to ensure the zailors were still going about their duties. Buran was somewhat surprised to see the Captain begin walking towards him, a small smile and a pondering look on his visage. For a moment Buran wondered if the Captain couldn't figure out how to start a chat, however at last he stopped and began a conversation. 

"Aye, I believe one of those poor girls survived. Rumor in the harbor said she now travels with some captain she fancied, though she's not as beautiful as she once was. However that's all hearsay. Now, the Doctors that now own the place is a bit different. Of the two 'Head-Surgeons' I only have actually met one. Doctor Giovanni, a old Italian from the surface. I met him while working as a Doctor for Hire at Watchmaker's Hill, dreadful place that was. Good man though, Giovanni. A bit too invested in the occult for my tastes though." 

It was indeed true that Giovanni was quite researched and reversed in occult rituals. However the true reason Buran had lost touch rather voluntarily with Giovanni was for far different reasons...

"So Captain, what shall we do once we've reached Venderbight? It's not a long voyage, and I don't imagine there will be a lot of work available in the Tomb Colonies. Just return to London?"