Benny puffed out his chest as he was going to prove to Zechariah how skilled he was. This was his element, even with a bunch of fools, they could sail a ship!

He eyed the newcomer and frowned. He looked like a child playing dress up as a sailor, wearing such things when Benny stuck to his dark neutral attire, keeping it simple. "Come on, let's get it prepared! You all know what to do right?" He didn't dare say that to his boss, but as he looked at the clueless crew, a sinking realization struck. None of them looked like they knew much about sailing, they didn't even look tough. Did he really just hire a bunch of pretty men?!