The sailors seemed to pay the passengers no mind and after a quick inspection of the deck Chloe also bathes quickly in a small tub filled with cold rain water. Occasional cramps still plagued the sorceress but they were getting fewer and far between now. Whatever change was happening was something her body was settling into.<br/><br/>Lavender scented soaps eased some thoughts the sorceress had and while soaping her own neck caught as sight of herself in a mirror. What a freak, in a crude way. No elegant posturing or slim thighs could oversing what was between her legs. Forgetting about that night, it, them, both of them now was far from possible. The surreal dreams the sorceress had was of Sethi, mainly guilt, shame. Feeling unworthy to be protected let alone followed as a leader or kept as a friend. A Deep sigh, too many deep sighs.<br/><br/>The sorceress softly moved her member aside to reveal another smaller one that had only appeared recently. At least it was a sign her primary one would stop growing. How men wish for this. The sensations had become pleasurable but how can grace or anything other than jokes come of such changes? And the other fighter, not one word was spoken about that night by either of them. One issue at a time.<br/><br/>The sorceress quickly finished soaping the rest of her body, and while naked scrubbed her dirty robes and socks and hung them up to dry before donning her other set, matching but lincon green. Short sharp brushes ensured her hair was respectable and soon it appeared back in its familiar pony tail. Minutes later she had fastened the scoll case filled with something containing wild magic snugly on her back and tried to forget how being so near it would be changing her. Stout gloves and boots helped her feel secure and a stroll back on the deck was attempted to try and see the world in a new light.<br/><br/>Soon enough she bumped into the rogue, and for a moment an akward silence was shared.<br/><br/>"Sethi, we also have gathered leather armour, more daggers and some short swords from those fighting us which is now in a chest in our quarters, if you wish to take them or use them as spares please do."<br/><br/>The words were rushed, it was obvious to the rogue that it wasnt a subject the sorceress wanted to talk of<br/><br/>"I feel ashamed since that night, so many loose ends of meaning feels frayed and whipping my mind when I sleep. Sethi .. " the rogue looked radiant, casually, as if, despite her speech, raw grace was there for the taking.<br/><br/>The sorceress dared to touch the rouge on her arm "Can we please talk alone ? I do want to hear what happened to you in the past, what you couldn't talk of, perhaps it can clarify what I am going through, even if you dont want to or cant its ok, I can if thats enough, can we just be alone to talk of some things regardless? So much has happened so quickly I have no idea how things can settle without doing so"<br/>