John frowned as the man was ordering around his ship like it was his own, but he remained quiet. He could always kill the man later, for now he seemed somewhat valuable and there weren't any golems, at least blatant ones. He peered at the crashed ship, it's size was impressive but half the metal seemed unsalvageable, but at least it was a start to patching up their own. "Well get to work gentlemen, take what you can and lets hurry. Focus on the engines and the balloon first of all."<br/><br/>He heads over to the docking board and kicks it out, waiting for his crew to head off and start working although he gave Archer a glare. He leaned over the edge, making sure there weren't any surprises waiting for them then pointed out any metal pockets he thought would be useful for the ship.