"I didn't kill it, bumboy," Thomas spits, flushing clearly on his uninjured cheek, "I my bloody arse out of there and-" Oh, it's the captain; probably about time to belay that talk. kaufman reminds him uncomfortably of his older brother- stupid bastard ran off to be a priest, of all things.
"Not just any worm, begging your pardon, sir, but a right bastard of one. I'd reccommend we go off down there an' put an end to it."