Swamped

"How about the dead bugs?" you ask.

"I doubt they'll be going anywhere now. We can clean them up when things calm down."

Now that's interesting.

"What makes you so sure? I mean, I'm guessing the whole reason for catching that fly was to keep it from making them move, but I don't know that. And you didn't even ask the wizard about it."

He stops walking for just a moment before resuming. Definitely seems you made him think.

"If the wizard thought they might move again, he would have said so. We've been sailing six months, we've addressed this sort of question before."

Now that doesn't quite fit with what you've seen of him. He seems like the sort to play it safe and double-check things. In fact, he didn't even ask about the creature at all, he let the wizard just move on to the other problem.

He hands you the list quickly and then opens the door to the bridge. You follow him in. You still don't feel like you know what's going on, but maybe some of your other questions can be cleared up here.

As you go in, you glance at the list. And something strikes you as strange.