He didn't want to give in, to lay back without knowing. He should have trusted his brother. He would do his best to trust him now, as much as it galled to know not the fate of ship and crew.

So he lay back, and he listened, but what his brother said had him trying again to sit. "Killian, it has been at most, what, an hour? That is quite the short time to make such a choice, to so boldly declare such sentiment."

"I agree that what we were sent to do is appalling. I agree that it is not the work of one worthy of the loyalty we have thus far given, but I yet live. Even as we speak, you say a cure is being found. And I was the one who poisoned myself, not the King. We shall work together, brother. We shall yet find a way through this that does not imperil ship and crew, nor dangers your chances of becoming a captain yourself, some day."