The men moved to help the injured man up, who coughed out blood, wincing.
"Fucking prick," he growled over at Dekka and Evarelia, causing Dekka to give her a vacant smile in return.
"Shall we, milady?" he went on with a bowing gesture. And he followed at her side. There were four men to detain the three of them- and though Dekka was sure, magic or not, he could take on all the men- they were just a tab bit better equipped...
And had armor, among other things. Perhaps he was being gracious because he had just gotten laid.
The captain's quarters were above deck, and though they were informed the captain was not there, they were all ordered to sit around a table, while the injured man was being treated.