Elissa took a startled step back when Rhea’s voice came from the darkness. “I was going back to my cabin.” Elissa said with a shaky voice. She didn’t trust Rhea. She trusted Joseph and even Peter, but not Rhea. The way the woman spoke made it seem that she didn’t wish the best for Elissa. Was she jealous? “I was going back to my cabin, I’ll be fine there. Why should I stay with you? I’m not trying to run away.” She said, attempting to pull her arm away from the woman. “Where are you taking me?” She worried that the woman was going to lock her in the brig with Rat. That wouldn’t be good, the man hated Elissa.

“So what did you learn about our captive?” Adam asked sitting down at the table, beside Joseph. “How is she healing?” While he was a pirate he was still a doctor and concern for patients was one of his top priorities. “I’m sure you heard some impressive stories from her about her scars.” He looked to Peter. “The captain caught himself quite the lady, not that most would call her a lady. Her back was covered in scars and she’s wanted in Spain. Did you get that story from her, captain?” Adam was always interested to hear about other’s adventures. He hardly ever partook in the dangerous part of pirating, knowing that if any of the men were injured he would be needed to tend to them and risking his life would risk other’s lives in turn. “By the way, very good scotch.” He grinned. He didn’t drink often, wanting to have a clear mind if needed, but every now and then he would partake in a drink with the men, especially if it seemed like they’d have a few days of safe sailing.