Olive nodded curtly, giving Richmond and Arres one more glance before running off to check the cannons. She sidestepped out of Harvey's way, watching him leave with interest. He'd never spoken before. Not to her, and as far as she could remember, not to anyone. It made a person curious as to the reason why.<br/><br/>Pulling herself out of her thoughts, she checked the cannons, making sure that the cannonballs were near by--that gunpowder was stocked, that everything was clean and hadn't been tampered with... Things of that sort. When it seemed everything was in order, Olive straightened up and grunted as the ship shook and started to rise. Finally! They were going to fly again.<br/><br/>Her hand flew to the sword at her hip, head whipping towards the horizon. She could see a speck in the distance--the Pawn's ship--and laughed bitingly. "They won't catch up to us. Not for an hour or so--and if we leave now, they might not get to us at all," she mused, finally finding an appropriate time to drop off the books in a small corner of the ship, out of the way until the danger had passed. She'd retrieve it later.