The surgeon, Adam, nodded when Joseph said he would stay. “I’m sure if you keep Rat locked up it won’t happen a second time. We both know that he isn’t entirely there, he tends to do whatever he thinks is right. If we were on land, I’d say that he needed to be put in Bedlam. He’s crazy.” He shook his head. “She’s an odd one too.” He noted. Adam cut away the material so he could get to the wound. “She was right about this not being her worst wound, look at her back, Captain.” Elissa’s back was covered with scars, some similar to her current injury, others looking to be from a blade, and a few to be scars from a whip. “It seems she’s a fighter.” He cleaned the wound, removed the bullet, and began to stitch it up. “What do you make of this?” He’d moved her hair out of the way to reveal a mark at the base of her neck. It had been branded into her skin. “If I’m not mistaken that’s the mark given to those who are enemies of the crown in Spain. You sure you picked up an heiress to a shipping company and not a criminal? Not that we are ones to judge.” He gave a small laugh. “It only looks to be a year or so old. In fact, none of these wounds are very old.” Adam wrapped the wound before turning to face his captain. “I’ve done all I can for her. It wasn’t that bad of an injury, she will survive. It’d be best to have her rest for a day or two, just to make sure she doesn’t tear my stitching open. I’d question her about her injuries if I were you.” 

Something was odd about the girl, but he couldn’t figure out what. She didn’t fit the mold of a business heiress and yet she didn’t fit the mold of most women either. It seemed this one had stories to tell, stories that could fill several books. “You can take her back to her room now. Shall I check on Rat? His nose looked a little out of place and he had a cut on his forehead. It’s probably nothing serious and I can’t do anything for a broken nose, but I’ll check on him if you’d like, sir.”