Shamus looked around the dock for a moment, noting a group of people gathered around a nearby ship. He approached them silently as he overheard there chattering, listening in for any mention of the metal, as he'd rather find it among fellows than the cutthroats over at the market. Shamus decided to continue listening silently, a grin growing on his usually less than cheerful face.<br/><br/>Garrick walked over to the side of his ship, choosing to watch the sky while Shamus took care of the necessary business. He saw nothing of notable interest until he spotted what seemed to be a damaged ship, and after observing it with interest he noticed that there was a person on it. "Isn't that something, that type of damage would cut off the hopes of a normal ship owner, I'll be sure to have a chat with him when he arrives." Garrick said as he returned to the front of the ship, his curiosity negating his usual negativity.