"Good attitude to have," Jim muses, biting the end of his nail. He can't even begin to guess what's cooped up on deck seven. He would have said ships if there wasn't a hangar already. And it was probably too easy for it to hold a book with every answer to all the questions he had.

"Must be the treasure that everyone's looking for," he jokes, shrugging. "That or the bodies of whoever was here prior."

He'd prefer the treasure.