Daniel took on a scowl as he watched Avery. There was a faltering in her voice as she began to struggle getting words out to finish her sentence. It sparked concern within him, and thus the scowl. He guessed that her fear was of dying. After all, the both of them were old for pirates. 

[b]"b'fore ye meet yer maker?"[/b] He tried to help, still sounding gruff but trying to be encouraging that she may meet the positive side of death as opposed to whatever hell he was likely damned to.

~~~

Amelia took on this information. Sage had seemed more than courteous with her, not the most quiet but first impressions can always be wrong.

The two continued their work as the crew ate and slowly brought back their dishes to be cleaned.