Harry glanced up at her, almost incredulous. He picked up the one that was obviously the first mate and handed it to her. "...you're not going to ask as many questions as daddy did, right?" he asked her, hoping the answer was no. Because if she told him no, he would believe her. He didn't think that the large amount of pirates would throw her off. He just knew which one was the first mate. Really, why was it so hard to figure out?