This time around, Jonathan just rolled his eyes and waited for the boat to pop back out of the water.
He paused, soaking wet, sea water stinging his eyes but captain's hat somehow still intact on his head.
"Let's move on and try to be civil, shall we? The name theory is the best we have right now."
He moved over to the side of the boat, peering over one edge, then the other. "There's no name on the side," he said. "Every good boat has a name as well as a captain. A kind name, I'm going to assume. Nothing violent or negative. I don't think any of us want to get dunked again."