Stavanger Bay rows of houses sound asleep

A sense of humor to this one, and suddenly, his chances and measure upticked a good deal.  As if she wasn't already sold for his merits alone; she was a walking dumpster fire when it came to luck, generally speaking.  The more healers they had, the better.

"Aye, that'd be the Captain, though like as not he's busy at the moment," she responded, surprised and yet not to hear they were acquainted.  She supposed that Smokestep's current bill of health vouched for the physician's skill, though he could be lying.  

"Rules of the crew are pretty simple - it's a lifetime gig, ye abandon us and we hunt ye down.  Captain's orders."  She watched his reaction to that, wondering if it would be an issue. "If that's no problem, I'm guessing we can find the space."  She fell silent, awaiting his response with a small smirk.  She hoped he would accept.