Her mind barely registered the conversation as soon as the foil hit the table. Serene’s eyes were glued to the seal upon it and memories began flooding her mind. They were fuzzy at best, but she was certain she’d seen it before, on another island not terribly far from where they sat. She knew she never came across a stray, unnattached, chocolate appendage once in her life, but if a clue existed to better chart their journey, she wasn’t about to let it slip by. She was a great navigator, knew the waters better than any self-proclaimed sailor ever could, in ways they could never imagine. But even in all her expertise, a mental map that she could not see was hardly ideal.<br/><br/>She continued to sip at her cocoa, leaving the gummies to the men, when her focus went back to the conversation. She had a location now, something much more set in stone than merely a hunch or a mental image, assuming the captain was alright with hearing her out. Before she could mention anything of the sort, however, she listened to a challenge of a music battle between the bard and the fighter. Poor fools. If only they knew the sort of woman they were in the presence of. But, as much as she wished to exercise her vocal chords, to put them all to shame, there was a more pressing matter to deal with. Not to mention she wanted to have the crew in some form of sane sound of mind. Hershey and Mars forbid she start singing and lose that stability.<br/><br/>While the two carried on, she scooted her chair closer to Captain Kit and spoke softly to him. “Captain, if I might have a word. While you knowing a map is all well and good, as a navigator I might need something a bit more substantial to ensure safe passage. That seal. I’ve seen it once before, on an island, about 30 klicks north of here. I’ll admit, my memory is a bit hazy, and I can’t say exactly why I’ve been in contact with it, but perhaps we might find something more...solid...in regards to a map or directions. Or even some clue as to what to even expect when we arrive. When I get us through the licorice sea, I’m certain there will be far more dangerous things in store for us beyond that point. There’s a reason nobody dares cross it, and it’s not just the eels.”