Shortly after they sat down, one of the crew men -more of a boy, at least to Alice's eyes- approached the two and set out a tray of tea and a newspaper with some shaky hands. It wasn't necessarily fear that was making the boy shake, though there was certainly some of that present. It was more a nervous tic so to speak. They did not want to mess up and suffer any consequences because of that, ranging from a slap on the wrist to a cut in pay. Emlyn didn't seem to pay it any mind. Idly grabbing the newspaper without really even glancing over to their server as he scurried away. Emlyn very lazily and thoroughly flicked through the paper as Alice enjoyed her first time in the sky. When they got closer to the mountains, he wondered how she would react to the little drakes that would surely flock around the airship like seagulls did a normal boat. As the hours progressed, Emlyn simply relaxed out on the deck, either reading or having a light conversation with the captain every once and a while, enjoying the tea brought for them.<br/><br/>The pot of tea eventually cooled to a point it wasn't desirable anymore, and before Emlyn could suggest them move inside, Alice beat him to it. With a nod and a smile, he stood. "We have been invited to eat at the captain's table during the trip. While I have no qualms about it, if you want a job debrief, I would be much more comfortable doing so in the privacy of our room," Emlyn said, offering his arm to Alice. "So which shall it be?" Emlyn was sure to support Alice as they headed back into the room. While the ship was equipped to counter the thin air, it did not mean that it was a total and complete counter. Some people, especially the new, still got those feelings. And he definitely did not want to have Alice go careening off the edge on him, just when she was getting appropriately conditioned.<br/><br/>Regardless of Alice's choice, Emlyn led them back to their room, finally releasing Alice within. He strolled over to one side of the bed and slid out most of the armaments he had equipped back in the closet at home. If someone was planning to attack them, they would have done so while the sun was still high in the sky. And if it was something that could see at night at this altitude, then it didn't really matter how armed Emlyn was, the ship was still going to go down. He was waiting for Alice's decision -whether it was to prepare for the captain's table or to call down through one of the runes on the wall to get dinner brought up- and thus did not seem to be in any kind of rush. It was certainly odd for Emlyn not to be efficient, but he's been told that he gave the impression of rushing others when he was simply acting normally.