But if I'm with him, they won't shoot. Albatross stated.

Locke nodded an affirmative. "Aye chief."

"They couldn't hit Fisher if they tried he's too fast in the air. That and he knows all the tricks." Selkie looked at the albatross, "I'm sure Fisher will be back by tonight tomorrow at the latest."

Douglas turned even more green, "And find out when we will make port please."

"Aboot three days er so, by my estimation," Locke replied.

Albatross somehow pulled an annoyed look. Oh, all right.

"Right now we need your luck albatross okay." Selkie smiled at the albatross, "otherwise I'd say go for it."

"Thank you." Douglas rolled over.

I think I'm luckier following the ship from the sky, in all honesty. Albatross chuckled. I'd say my work down here is about done.

"Don't worry, it passes." Locke shrugged, walking off.

"If you'll let me get the door for you I'll let you out." Selkie (Still using the wall for support) took a step toward the door.

"I've had it the entire trip." Douglas moaned.

"Couldn't hear ye." Locke called back, voice carrying a bit of sarcasm.

Okay. Albatross agreed, clumsily hopping aside.

Douglas growled at him then tried to get some sleep only to sneeze, "Stupid feather brain birds." He muttered.
Selkie climbed up the stair using the railing for support and opened the door. He stepped outside, "Question albatross well two: How did you get down there and do you have a name?"

The doctor asked if I could come down, though it would seem he's regretting that choice.... As for my name, It's Boniventure Edmund Eversoar VII. He replied casually. Yes, I'm aware the name's a mouthful.

"Okay then Boniventure or would you prefer Edmund?" Selkie smiled at the albatross.