Sethi wakes with a start at Chloe's words, and is thrashing her way up and out of the hammock to snatch up her sword.  "Right-- stay with me, could be a trap--" she hisses, leaving the sheath of her rapier clattering onto the floor beside her armor and flinging the kukri's leather cover away behind her, snapping her head once to shake away the last fog of sleep.  "Close--" her bare feet pad quickly up the stairs, the young woman springing from the hold like a cat... when she reaches the deck, blades at the ready, her shirt billows over her bare legs and she slides to a halt.