Hickey is dying, and Gibson has seen better days.
The captain sees something in him, and he doesn't like it.
Solomon Tozer proves harder to tame than other men, and Hickey faces his own mutiny in miniature.
Goodsir takes stock of his practicals.
Scenes from the private affairs of one Cornelius Hickey.
An Erebite and a Terror confer over their grievances
If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two;
Thy soul, the fixed foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th' other do.
Hickey and Crozier are soulmates, and it's the worst thing ever.
Mutiny, close quarters, and strange bedfellows.
Barry and NoHo Hank go straight for a change. Sort of.