Talion laughed, "You don't beat around the bush, Santis.  I like that."  He was standing in the prow, his arms crossed over his chest.  The young thief was actually feeling nervous.  He'd never gone into Hallow, which was a Wyld zone and a shadowland.  And on his long journey here, which had taken almost six months, he'd purposely avoided both of those areas.  Add in that he was a city kid in not just the wilderness but on the sea.  He was familiar with water but only with rivers.  The shore was always in sight.  But this?  Unlike anywhere he'd before even if it had been a normal island instead of one that was in the land of the dead and the living at once.<br/><br/>"I'm not turning back.  There a pretty girl who needs saving.  Besides, neither of us wants to disappoint Innora, now do we?  So that's two pretty girls who need us!"  Gods, this was insane.  The street kid inside of him wanted to take up the old smuggler's last chance to go back.  But he'd given his word to Innora.  And even if he hadn't...he wasn't about to leave Kersinta to whoever had taken her, or to the sea god's whims and lusts.  The Unconquered Sun must really have a thing for idiots.<br/><br/>"We'll be fine.  Just hole up in the boat and keep your head down once we're in there.  I'll find the girl and be back by sunrise."