Reemerge come morning.

Some return to the deck by the hatch, while others follow the stairs. Even inside, the floor is still soaking wet, and it only becomes worse the closer to get to the surface. Though when you step out to see the early morning sun, it shines vibrantly through minimal, puffy white clouds. The way the light illuminates the water on dock is quite beautiful, as if the wood has been coated in a glistening orange sheet of glass. Though it may not be hot, the warmth of the new day feels great on your skin, and the others seem to agree as well. At last, everybody's clothes can be dried.

Not only are they put out to dry, but they're thoroughly washed first. In the meantime, most opt to wear their pajamas. It's Eva who struggles the most. Not only does she have no other outfit, but she doesn't exactly wear anything to bed.

You watch as she clips her clothes to one of the strings tied up on deck, while wearing just Amara's conjured Midnight Gown. She shimmers beautifully with the sun rising behind her. Through the sparkling starlight fabric is her perfect silhouette, highlighting almost every detail of her body beneath, especially as she raises her arms high to reach the clothes line above her head.

The rest are wearing various spare clothes or sleepwear. It's only Xue and Mole who don't, likely because they didn't bring anything over. Mole slept naked, which isn't much of a surprise, though Xue went to bed still garbed in every last article of clothing, even down to his boots.

"Hey Xue," you say as you pass him by. "Are you all right? You slept soaking wet. That can't be good for you."

"... I'll be fine," he says as he glances pat you.

Following his eyes, you look to see the Kunzite Kraken approaching.

One of the long, articulated tendrils extending out from the side of the ship uncurls, and rises high into the air. The appendage reaches out and hits the starboard railing with a thud. Then suddenly, running down along it is Captain Silver herself. For the final stretch, she slides her boots down along until she leaps and lands right on deck.

"Ahoy!" she calls out. "Is everyone all right after last night?"

You step forward. "We are, yeah. Thanks for asking. How about you?"

She tips the brim of her cap. "We're wonderful. Storms are actually quite nice. They're an excuse for everybody to come together inside, and find entertaining ways to pass the time. Speaking of which, we miss you Mole. Want to come on back over? You're looking a little damp."

Mole salutes. "Aye aye! The machinery here seems more than fine. I inspected it myself two nights ago, along with their own artificer Fava. What about you, Xue?"

The mysterious man stares you in the eyes for a lengthy moment. Then, he looks back to his captain. "They should be fine here without me." At first he steps slowly towards them, though he quickens his pace, and then he leaps easily onto the mechanical tendril. He runs up and over the arch, and all the way back to his ship.

"Guess that's our cue to start sailing again. We don't want this trip to be even longer," says the captain. She then grabs Mole, and lifts her up into her arms. "Come now."

"Ah!" Mole gasps, with a face flooding pink. "W-Well, it was nice staying here with you, Kyle."

You nod. "It was wonderful. Feel free to come back anytime."

Captain Silver then leaps onto the tendril next, glancing back for a moment to say, "Full speed ahead, Captain Warren. Just a couple more days and we should be there."

"A storm isn't going to stop us. And Thunderbeard definitely isn't either," you reply. "Isn't that right, everyone?"

Though everybody cheers and laughs, Vyzia's booming voice rings out over the rest with a, "That's right!"