[That's a good question. Barclay himself is in no immediate danger— he didn't crash just recently, he's lived here for months. But he lives specifically in a lighthouse that overlooks the ocean and the beach— look to the right and you'll see it, tall in the sunshine. He tends to use that vantage point for good, watching when the crash happens, then hike on down to help. Best he can.
Sometimes, his best isn't good enough.] Yes, [he twists his head around to look at the young man standing there. He looks-- contemporary. That's nothing new. Barclay is from the 18th century, but these days, it barely gives him pause when people talk about pizza or robots or 'guyliner.' And help is help, even though the young man looks to be no stronger than he is himself. Pirate. Perfectly human pirate.
He's trying to help a woman get her foot out from under the broken hull of a small aircraft.] Can you try and lift that up so that I can pull her free?
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Sometimes, his best isn't good enough.] Yes, [he twists his head around to look at the young man standing there. He looks-- contemporary. That's nothing new. Barclay is from the 18th century, but these days, it barely gives him pause when people talk about pizza or robots or 'guyliner.' And help is help, even though the young man looks to be no stronger than he is himself. Pirate. Perfectly human pirate.
He's trying to help a woman get her foot out from under the broken hull of a small aircraft.] Can you try and lift that up so that I can pull her free?