Darrow was right. This was far from a situation that Ben would say he was glad to be in, however he understood the captain's sentiment and nodded his agreement. At least with Darrow, him and Goyle they would have a fairly okay team to haul everyone home in. Ben just hoped it was all in one piec —

"Aaaghh!" Ben cried out in anguish as he felt his ankle explode in more pain and heard the pop! of his ankle, which buckled beneath him. He landed on his opposite knee and caught himself before he face planted completely into the deck. Panting as he tried to get his breath back underneath him, Ben gritted his teeth as he felt the new bindings wrap around his ankle. "A warning next time, please." he groaned, gripping his wand and resisting to give the man a smack up the head. With a pang in his heart that had nothing to do with his injury, he couldn't help but think of Ari. Ari whose bedside manner was far better, even under pressure —

Ben took a deep breath. Ari would be okay; he was on dry land and out of danger, unlike them. Ben had a job to do, to help get himself, Ari's wife, and the rest of the crew back into safe waters. "Nothing to do but to try." he quipped, his expression seriously contrasting with the tone of his voice. They had to try. He had to get back to Ari; more importantly had to get Dionisia back to Ari.

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