Jones smiled back at Siobhan, lightly chiding her. “Thanks, and that’s good! If you had waited much longer to take that stuff, you’d have more to worry about than taste. That poison’s very deadly, be more careful next time.”

After waiting a moment for that to sink in (although he had a feeling it wouldn’t), Jones continued speaking. “We should probably get some things from this ship and get out of here. I know Redwell has some maps, tools, and beli on here and we need all of those things. Can you help me carry some of it? It’s mostly in his quarters, he didn’t trust his crew members with things like that.” 

The doctor was trying to think if there was anything else they needed from this ship, but he couldn’t think of anything. It was just as well anyway; they needed to get out of there. Siobhan was strong, but he didn’t think the two of them could take on the Marquis by themselves, and Jones knew he would want revenge for Redwell’s defeat soon.