Arres walked to the bow of the ship...She had noticed the glance, took note in the lack of eye contact...Frowning she watched the speck of the Maiden grow smaller and finally shrink away completely. Closing her hazel eyes she took in a deep breath, her coat billowing behind her, her long blonde hair whipping from under her hat as she relaxed. Her hands had been shaking and her adrenaline had been heightened to the point, that she needed an outlet for her energy.<br/><br/>The day was warm, not a storm cloud inside, and the sun was warm upon her skin as the Lady sailed up to hide within the cumulous clouds. They were going to dock at a small town called Grom. It had an Inn they frequented and would be a good place to think and gain spirits.