"No shit," he breathes, maybe finding this more astonishing than anything else. He takes it back into his hands delicately, like he might destroy it if he isn't careful, then tucks it carefully into his pocket for later.

Right. Onward. "Makes sense." he grunts, "Good lass, I'll be in touch, yeah?" He turns, thinking it's best he give his first mate a visit. They have a lot to catch up on...