He honestly hadn't expected much in the way of loot, but did toss a small chest of gems over the side afterwards. It wasn't worth much, but then again, compared to the treasure the galley probably had had, neither was what he got in return. If anything, he was even worse off, though selling one of the two ships would help negate that. All he could do was get both ships heading back to the Truewind, so he could pick it up. He had just BARELY enough to crew all three of them, so he would avoid more fights unless he had too. Three ships in a convoy, all with the same flag, should deter all but the most suicidal scallywags. He smirked at the hypocrisy of his last thought, as he had just done that, but had only been intending to fight the one he had taken. His three wouldn't separate like these three had.