<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS-zBWWApOG1J8CPcUpDFot2n02AcRBchj4j6m4amWgJWtJ51eJKw)<br/><div align="center">Arlene</div></div><br/>Arlene had just found the poles when Jim came up. He looked tired. She worried a bit about him not sleeping enough, but, she knew it was hard to go from normal to safe. Safe had not been a word for many people in a very long time. If she hadn't been so tired, she might have had a hard time herself. However, she had been so tired that as soon as her head hit the pillow, she passed out. Arlene offered him a smile. "Morning," she said as she brought the poles over, "by chance you still have those frogs?"<br/><br/>Her eyes moved over to Lucas. He looked better. At least he didn't look like he was about to freeze to death. "Morning Lucas," she offered a smile towards him.<br/><br/>He was hanging up his clothes, which should probably dry soon. The sun was pretty warm and beated down on the boat. Warming her skin. "Any tricks with your poles? I know some fishing poles are better than others for certain fish," she said as she looked the poles over trying to decide which one she wanted to use as using both would be kind of hard.<br/><br/>Noticing the brochure, she tilted her head. "There is a better map in my room if you wanna go look at it," she offered, "I can show you it real fast if you like."