[color=deepskyblue]Fletcher's right brow began twitching. He was uncertain of the individual's identity. She had a few bandages on her presenting her fighting spirit and she did look rough around the edges. August took one look to the left and one look to the right. "Are you taking responsibility for the rescue? I'm sure you didn't even know I was down there. If I had to thank anyone, it would have to be-"

 It was at that moment the woman who had unlocked the door collapsed onto the floor. "That's my savior," he pointed at the unconscious woman. "She didn't put much into the conversation in the cage. Kind of put all her focus on the lock-pick." August cupped his hands into his mouth. "Isn't that right, Crazy?" He shouted at the cuffed man spewing nonsense. 

Fletcher heard the woman begin to bark orders. He tapped his chin a couple of times. "Captain's cabin? I've been prisoned on here for some time. I think I know where it is; I'll go search there." Drawing a smile, he began to walk toward that direction. [/color]