Swamped

Well. Your biggest problem right now is that Long is unconscious. You're not a medical expert, but you do know a few things - for all the ways you wronged Doc, being inattentive when she talked about her work wasn't one of them.

"Does this ship have an infirmary?" you ask Ash. "Or at the very least a galley for eating. Marshall's probably pretty hungry, and Long's likely to need something once he wakes up."

"Now hold on," Ash begins to protest, but you're already continuing.

"Carma just told you to keep an eye on us. Doesn't have to be here, does it? And if you help us with what we need, then we won't cause you any further trouble."

You don't feel the need to say just how much you wouldn't mind giving Ash further trouble. He should be pretty clear on that by now.

"Fair enough. I don't know about an infirmary, or medical supplies in general... but I do know where the galley is. But how are we going to get Long there? And what do we do about him?" He points to the unmoving Shume. "Who's to say he won't start moving again when we're gone?"

You glance down at the box. The coins don't seem to be moving - you wonder if the magic's entirely drained, or if you just need to do something to get them active again.

"If I can get that strange creature working again, I think it could carry one of them. Then you and I could handle the other. Would be easier with a stretcher, but we'll work with what we've got."

Ash looks skeptical.

"I really don't think Carma would be happy if I let you order around a magical creature strong enough to carry a human being."

"Well, we might be able to get the quiet kid and Marshall to help, but one of them is exhausted and only has one arm, and the other is... well, you can see for yourself."

Ash pauses for a while in thought.

"No, I can't agree. Not unless you can guarantee it won't attack me."

Well, you don't actually have an idea of how to get it working yet, so maybe there's not much point in bargaining. But either way, you should probably think about your next move.