John watched the girl fall. For now, he had some remaining faith in the ship's capabilities, in spite of the heavy rolling. When the storm abated, he was definitely going to score some points with this girl if he helped her now. Perhaps he'd even get that invitation to her cabin.<br/><br/>He bent down to help her up. "Don't worry. Everything will be fine."<br/><br/>"We'll just head over there and up a deck. There's this salon next to the exit to the decks." He wanted to stay near the lifeboats if the worst case scenario did come to happen. And he could always ditch the girl if his survival depended on him having only himself to worry about. His eyes fell on some items just over the counter of the bar, which he quickly pocketed before they moved.<br/><br/>"Take my arm." John guided the girl up where he had intended, where a few more people were gathering, pale or green faces showing their fear. Opening one of the many lockers along the wall, John found them some life jackets; handing one to the young woman at his side. "You'll feel better wearing this one. Even if you probably won't be needing it."