Logan  smiled. She actually did it. He wouldn't admit to anyone else but he got an eyeful. When Naomi departed back to the deck he decided she didn't need his help, besides it just sounded like another new comer. Instead he continued to explore.<br/><br/>Going through a few desk drawers he found some heavy duty tape, and a bull horn. He tossed the tape into his pocket and carried the horn. A few old life vests hung on a rack, wasn't sure what use those would be, but he took note of them anyways.  Part of the lower decks were rotted and a few planks of wood were loose, others would take little effort. Tape, vests, planks. Worse came to it he could make a small raft for a few of them and head down stream until the banks were clear. Safer then running into a hoard. Nodding he headed back up and noted the new comers. Not one for much words he simply gave them a nod. He figured if they needed anything they'd ask.  He set the horn down on the ground and leaned against a wall.