Hans nods at Elizabeth as she asks if she can see them.<br/>"Sure, go ahead, Liz."<br/>As she asks if that was all he got for himself, he perks an eyebrow.<br/>"This is my share, yeah. I was kinda hoping you'd take one of the swords and one of the pistols off me, though. We can split the coin from your share of the take."<br/>He offers Liz the lightest of the rapiers and one of the pistols.<br/>"Careful, there. You might want to get a sash or a belt or something of the like. To keep the weapons in safely. The sword is sharp, so don't cut yourself, alright?"<br/>He fixes his own sword and pistol to his belt. He looks towards the deck of the enemy ship.<br/>"Come on, we should head over. They'll want help carrying the take down to the holds. We'll probably be carrying the powder kegs."<br/>Hans leads the way to the other ship's hold, and has a look around. Indeed, over by the powder magazine, some crewman waves the kids over.<br/>"Come on, kids, there's powder that wants carrying!"<br/>Hans shrugs and heads over, taking a small keg under each arm.