Siobhan visibly winced when Jones withdrew a pistol, her hands waving for him not to shoot. Thankfully, he lowered it without taking a shot at the stranger. "Oi, keep that thing tucked away for now. We're tryin' to be [i]stealthy[/i], remember? A gunshot would let every pirate here know where we were." 

Exhaling for a moment, she turned to the swordsman and extended a hand. "Sorry for the whole gun-pointin' incident there, sham. The name's Grace D. Siobhan, and this here's my doctor, Galen X. Jones."

The situation sounded pretty dire, though. Honestly, she hated scenarios like this, where she couldn't just punch the bad guy in the face. This was going to require a lot of thought.