— the last thing you remembered was near death- trapped in that cell, beaten and starved, slowly creeping in the grave with each swallow breath..

yet.. now you were in a bed, patched up, hooked to machines in the steady rock of a boat.

..

although he had no real reason to- the captain’s gut feeling never led him astray..

instead of instantly following his crew out, he carelessly tossed what was left of your form over his shoulder and brought you back.

giving no more explanation than a bored- “dunno why.”