Patting the shoulder of the forthcoming sailor gently, Bastien nods.
"Indeed, that would be my guess as well." With a smile, he retrieves a small bottle from his inner pocket.
"Say. I don't usually prescribe rum to crewmen with head injuries, but in your case I think it would be pertinent." He allows the sailor a swig of the bottle before moving on to the rest of the enemy crew.
Coming up to Lorenco and the enemy Captain, he opens his doctor's bag and starts tending to the Captain's superficial wounds.
"Well, how are we doing?" He remarks in a tone that could be equally to Lorenco or the enemy Captain.
OOC:
So, I still have a raise left. We got some good intel so far. Is there more we want to know? Their home port, or something more about the trading company? (Lorenco will have to prod me in the right direftion for that one however, since Bastien haven't overheard the conversation)