The mouse swallows nervously, but salutes the officer, his head tilting backwards as he looks up towards the sails. That.. was a long way up. With a fair ammount of hesitation, he begins his upwards climb, clinging tightly to the ropes as he goes. The officer was right, of course, and he knew that.. though he still isn't very happy about being so high off of the ground. "Don't look down, don't look down, don't look down.." Chants the mouse under his breath, paying little heed to those who recently boarded. He fears that if he should distract himself, he'd fall.<br/><br/>As he climbs, he idly wonders what would happen to him in a storm, if he were forced to climb up here. With how light his body is, he can picture himself being pushed off of the ropes, and then...<br/><br/>Leonard's face scrunches up tightly as he tries to wipe that mental image from his mind, his upwards progress halting, if only momentarily.