Bellamy nods soberly. "Very good, si...er, Mister Norrington. I'll see to it. You'll pardon my not shaking hands, I hope -- but I should get these put somewhere safe."

Juggling the sword and the letter, he turns to head for his cabin, but pauses.

"You take it easy now. I'll have a hammock slung for you if you're in need of rest. And you're of course to let me know if there's aught else can be done for you in the meantime."