A logic Mr. Briggs was less than enthused about, regretfully.

( said with a low laugh, and no particular rancour. the chance he was talking about literal ports was exceedingly low. )

Though he did delight in introducing me to his namesake for the difference in opinion. Quite chatty in the brig, with all the lovely ladies for company.

( a cluck of his tongue, waving it off both mentally and otherwise. )

To be direct, I wasn't in favour of keeping you alive. The larger number of us felt otherwise, and I'm equally unfavourable to revisiting their decision to act against it.

( just a pause to follow, since it's a statement, nothing that needs replying to, and nothing he expects is terribly endearing. his ultimate point being: )

I've an open port should you care to exchange either information or beds, or both at once. For whatever it's worth, we're now weathering the same storms, for as long as your gratitude lasts. Make of it what you will.

( he sounds so cheery at that last. )