The ship captain didn't much care for that order, of course. He didn't really care for everything that was happening in that instant. A panic he still wasn't sure if he should believe or not, orders to defend his ship to the death, and evacuating from the Enemy of mankind. Did it really need saying that this wasn't the sort of things he'd like to hear today? But what choice did you have when the richest woman in town told you to do something with such a serious face like that... you had to go along with it. That's what he and his crew did, went along with it, with a growing sense of concern as they started to believe what she was saying more and more.<br/><br/>Of course Brom was watching close all the while this was happening, and he was close on her heels when she began to hurry down the gangplank. If there was one thing Niah never needed to worry about, it was Brom Vivar following her every move. Whatever doubts he had were washed away when he saw just how serious she was. Niah wasn't the sort of girl prone to fits of panic and undue alarm. If something had worked her up this much, then she believed it completely. Whatever Niah believed completely, Brom would do his best to uphold as well... regardless of how crazy it might seem on the face.<br/><br/>"Niah." He said as he ran after her, in an effortless lope that would make some jealous. It was rare for him to use her first name these days, something he reserved only for the most important times. Trying to catch her attention with that, he ran over and began untying some horses from a hitching post. "If you want to get there fast, we'll need to borrow these." With a crooked smile, that was him trying to be soothing, he held out some reins for her.