The bird god gave over the wheel of the yacht without argument. He didn't seem worried about the possibility of them sinking the yacht before its owner returned to the marina, though maybe he should have been. Neither of them were prepared to talk to the port authorities should that situation arise, either. It was going to be an interesting time if anything happened. Raven was confident that it would not.
"Bring?" That's when he blinked at Veles with a curious sort of look. While he knew the mortal's name as well, Raven was quite keen on calling people whatever he felt like at the time. "Nothing at all." Meaning that everything in the cooler had been snagged from the owner of this little yacht. That was going to go over well. He pointed at himself and then grinned, as if that explained everything. "Pirate!"
Sometimes he wondered how the gods managed to integrate with their mortal shells. He had never had to do such a thing so it was such a foreign concept to him. Sometimes intriguing but at the same time, Raven wasn't sure he would have been able to share properly. So he was more than content to be exactly as he was.
Though he'd be better if he had access to all his powers.
"But there's a little bit of everything around." He nudged open the cooler with his foot and eyed the interior. "Beer. Wine. Very expensive liquor. Jeremiah knows how to stock a proper cabinet."