[it occurs to him, then, that the guy he saw swoop across the deck and shoot lighting a little while ago is nowhere to be seen.]

...shit! If he gets it before I do...!

No offense, Roxas, but I'm after it too and I ain't gonna let anyone else get it.

[but rather than hurt any fellow pirates, he's just going to race them to it. Which means abandoning Roxas where he is and racing across the deck to the forecastle. What? It's a door into a cabin, it's probably the place where they keep treasure! Even if it's completely in the wrong direction.]