He takes a deep breath, pullling his arm free from Elizabeth's grasp, then nods quickly at Gibbs.

"I was on the ship." Said carefully, Wellard avoids Gibbs question even as he shakes the man's hand, before glancing at the rest of the group on the shore.

"I don't know." To Will, before looking back at the shoreline. "I haven't seen anyone, since-"

Wellard frowns, cutting off the rest.