Tiberius, looking with regret at his hopelessly spoiled, stained, and torn cloak, which he had to leave in the cabin, headed to Zalatov with a sword (or crossbow(s)) to try to sell them. He wanted to share the money he received with his comrades.
Added 2 minutes later
- Excuse me for interrupting your enjoyment, - Tanasii said quietly, - but I would like to get your permission to register a new passenger on the ship.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт