"Don't worry about it Locke you are in no condition to use your powers," Selkie looked Locke in the eyes, "trust me on that."
Skipper was in the wheelhouse growling like a rabid wolf.

Collin dismounted Noble while the horse was still in gallop to engage the enemy hand to hand. He lashed out with his blade, only to have it deflected when the opponent whipped out a long dagger.

"...Iffn ye say so." He replied, limping back to his seat.

Blue glanced at Collin while dodging an arrow, "Morgan help Collin if he needs it."
Morgan nodded.

They heard the yell from the wheelhouse wheb Selkie told Skipper the plan, "YOU ARE PLANNING WHAT YOU LITTLE BRAT I RESCUED YOU!"
"No you took over the ship after I defeded Cutlas." Selkie growled back.
Douglas wiched at the noise.

Collin's quills rustled as he grappled blades with his opposer, matching each other blow for blow. With a short growl, he thrust forward, throwing the attacker off balance. The hedgehog pounced on the opportunity, slashing low and making a deep gash in the attacker's leg, disabling him, but not killing. With a satisfied nod, he called Noble to him and climbed on.

Morgan sterred Holt over to Collin, "You good?"

Kal stalked down to the medical ward a few moments later. "Kungani bengakaze bavumelane...?" He muttered to himself. He glanced at Douglas. "What happened this time, do you think?" Locke just frowned.

("Why do they never agree...?")

"I am, thank you for asking." Collin replied with a smile. "You?"

"Sit down and I'll explain," Douglas told Kaladin what happened, "knowing Selkie this will not end well."
Selkie walked back into the medical ward about two hours later, "He agreed." Selkie said before settling down on the bed paler than before.