Ahab strapped his sword onto his back, a little confused by his crewmates apparent enthusiasm. "Looks like it. You ready?" He asked both of them while he stared ahead at the island intently. Whatever awaited them on the shore he would be prepared to deal with it. He was broken from his concentration by a splash coming from the side of the boat, but saw nothing when he looked where it had come from. "Must've been a fish." he muttered to himself.