The night and morning leading up to Shoal's departure pass without too much fanfare. He and his family had taken care of their goodbyes at home, so by the time he was to leave, there was nothing left to be said. As he steps aboard the ship, his siblings call out in unison. "Good luck!"<br/>He grins and replies. "You too!"<br/>His father mirrors his grin, and his mother hides her expression. He can tell she's worried, but is doing her best to hide it until he is gone. He nods to them. They nod back.