Hook was clearly not impressed by the statistics that Adam just happened to know. Laddy..., like they hadn't known each other for years. With a natural smile on his face he turned to the young captain. It is so nice you live by the rule: Hook breaks, Adam fixes. It must give you peace of mind knowing that I'll be here to fix your precious Jolly Roger. Adam didn't mind at all, he loved the Jolly Roger almost as much as Killian did and fixing her up was a privilige. It keeps me out of the hand of unemployment, greatest of villains, he thought to himself.
Adam heard how Arya was raving about Killian. He whispered in her ear: Getting up with alcohol, admiring Killian to the extreme..., I see a groupie on this ship and she is charming. He stepped away, gave her a wink and walked back to the tool box with a grin on his face.
Adam was below deck and looked at the minor damage that was done due to the slightly more dangerous route. He hated to say it, but Hook had been right, they had made it. The damage to the bow could be overseen and could even wait until they came back from their excursion. Let's just hope that we do not have to make a quick getaway. He didn't think of letting someone else do the repairs, Killian wouldn't like anyone else than Adam working on the ship.
From deck he could here Jack shouting: "Now docking at Narnweeia!" He decided to check it out for himself and went up the ladder. Coming on deck he saw many of his friends had already gone ashore. The ever gracious Maka had also joined the land of the living and looked as beautiful as ever. Adam jumped from the ship to the shore and checked the ropes that held the Jolly Roger in place. He saw how the ship slowly turned invisible after Killian blew some magic dust on it. He walked over to the horses that had flocked around Charlie's familiar. He was a bit surprised to see Charlie in a dress, she wasn't often seen like that. Also for the first time in Adam's memory she had let her hair down.
Going over to one of the larger animals he stroked its neck before getting on. He felt a pang of guilt for his own familiar. It was not magical in any way, but it was one of the best horses alive. Strong as they come, but also a little seasick so Phillipp couldn't come on the Jolly Roger. The horse he was on now seemed to be a strong one as well. He rode it up and down a few times to test its maneuverability. He was content, it would surely do for this trip.
Checking his belt he found his always present axe there. He wouldn't go anywhere without it, he was better in fighting with that than he would be with a sword. Also on him, he had his notepad and a pencil. It would be very useful if he needed something unexpected. Whatever he drew on it would come to life at his will: tools, clothes and even wooden soldiers. Having all his tools he was ready to hit the road. He rode up to Maka: "Hi Maka, how is your morning so far? Is Ahiga coming with us today?" Adam liked the bear, although it could be a bit scary at times.