This is an island in the sky. It looks fairly devastated, and abandoned. Some kind of wooden structure smokes idly there, the whole place is barren rock aside from a small patch of green on the roof of a shell of a house. It smells... Burnt.
He looks out a window. "… You probably should, if you've been up all this time, yeah."
"Getting us far far away from our pirate friends. You two content to let the autopilot run while I sleep, or should I set down somewhere?"
"Yeah, it heads in a straight line and tries to avoid obstacles. Records our course too. Very fancy."
He sets a tower of gears clicking and spinning. The controls adjust themselves minutely. "See you around noon. Please don't turn that off."
"Wasn't planning on it. – Oh, actually, hold on a minute?"
He gets the same thing out of his bag as before, the bracelet.
"Am now!" he says, eyes glowing blue. "… Yep, continues to look less like a lack thereof."
He ignores both of them in favor of checking over the engines and heading back to the bridge, actually.
Evara pops out after a bit to ask if the offer of food still stands, because um, she's a little bit peckish.
"– I should maybe go remind him about that, I'm not sure what he's up to right now. Plus he should probably eat too."
"Knock yourself out. I'm going to disassemble those crossbows for parts later - which I claim wholly as salvage by the way."
"I seem to remember something about us scaring them off," she says, raising an eyebrow, "but sure."
"Yes yes, I'm the greedy captain - the one whose property was most damaged and generally at risk during that encounter. There's a hole from their grappling hooks near the back of the ship you know."
"Which is why I am asserting that I claim them. You two aren't going to be pressed for money, really. And you did probably put me at marginally higher risk of pin cushioning than just sitting there and letting them take loose items would have."
"… I mean I don't know what your risk was of that beforehand, but it definitely wasn't high with us around."