Fion inspected the map as she strolled out of the cave.
“Where did you get this?” She asked the man.
He shook his head.
“What does that mean?” Fion demanded, squinting at him annoyed.
“I don’t know.” He mumbled.
“Well, this things says that at the edge here,” She pointed to the edge of the map, “Should be a cave, that leads to immense treasure. Am I right?”
He shook his head again.
“Can you speak?”
“Then open your mouth and throw words out of it!”
“You’re coming along with us.”
“To this place. Wherever it is. If it’s a trap, you die with us. If it’s real, I’ll share half of it with you.”
The man’s eyes opened wide.
“Yes! Do you think I speak a bunch of lies?”
“N-no. Of course not!”
“Good.” She stuck out her hand. “Captain Fion.”
He stared at her hand in confusion.
“You’re supposed to shake it and state your name!”
The man gingerly shook the hand.
Fion turned and headed back towards the ship.
“Welcome to the crew, Ruben.”