His eyes flicked between the two elves, squinting at the exchange. Maybe he could use that. Leaning back on the railing of the ship in as relaxed a pose he could manage, not noticing the action of the third crew member, and gestured vaguely towards the Dwarf. 
"You, ya creaky bag of swill and piss, fetch that chest over here for me. Quickly now, before you die of whatever disease you've got."
Not waiting for an answer, he eyed Renna with a smirk, Raising an eyebrow. 
"Never seen a captain take lip like that from a crew man, before. Might as well bend over for the insubordinate twat." 
This was going remarkably well, he felt. Perhaps he could convince them to give him their ship, as well....