Benny ran to secure the sail and gave Noah an angry look. 'I can't do everything alone! You have to pay attention! You okay, boss?" He called out to the guy and then ran to pull up the anchor and nearly tripped over some unsorted line before reaching the wheel. It was a wonder they hadn't crashed...yet.

They were in last place. He ground his teeth as he turned the wheel and got the boat going after the others. He hoped this ship was small enough and fast enough to catch up. He took a deep breath and kept the wheel steady. "Make sure the sails remain pointed at the wind! Keep an eye out for trouble!" There wasn't anything right now, but if he took tight turns or they did beat the boats, he couldn't trust the others to be aware enough to not smash into them.

"I'm sure someone will get him!" He said to Zechariah. Fool should be able to swim to shore.