"You saw it?" Wellard blinks, looking at her. "When the kraken went after Jack and the Pearl?"

He bites his lip, then shrugs. "A lot of it on the gun deck was just... things knocked about. Once we got it cleared up, it was just a lot of patch-work. The sails and masts, though..." Wellard shakes his head.

"We still have work to do on them, in the spring when the weather clears up."