Davy thought the collection of books was quiet amazing. At sea he often enjoyed reading, however the problem at sea was the collection of books to chose from was quite small and he often would repeat the books until another decade had passed and he could go on land to buy a new book or two as time permitted.
Here the books were quiet interesting covering the widest variety of monsters and beasts... far from the books he had coveted in his study upon the Flying Dutchman. Upon hearing the girl he peered over from his table and looked at her with his eyebrows raised. She was wearing one of those funny ear contraptions one wore when they didn't want to hear the outside world. He shook his head and went back to the current tome he was ingesting.
"Stupid dust"
He leaned over and looked at her again, this time somewhat entertained by her display.