Bell started to walk along the railing marking out the out-lay of the ship the various crew member's were starting to bond and mingle. She'd get in on that soon enough, after acquainting herself with her new environment. Up side,  Her target was no longer paying so close attention to her, she took the opportunity to move away to the other side of the ship. And, for the most part, out of his direct line of sight, he'd have to turn to watch her and make it known that he was. She investigated the supply barrels, extra lengths of rope and the spare boats, all in good repair it seemed, except that one was occupied.  A boy, probably the cabin boy, hiding from his chores, slept in a half-stupor and smelled lightly of spirits. "Wakey wakey, Cabin boy." Bell tapped the side of his cheek, with the flat of her small wrist-blade. "We're away and I'm sure you've better things to do than sleep." She was grinning deviously, her experience with pirate ships said that he'd probably freak out more than a little at being caught like this. An occurrence she always found very amusing.