Something was indeed going on, but Raid wondered if it was merely his imagination - the further he walked, the less headache he suffered. Eventually, they finally arrived to his room: a small single room cabin with a single bed with a sack placed above it - though it didn't have much as the elf had hoped for. "Well, this would be my room... for now. Not the best... but it's better than having to share a room with common bastards. He couldn't shake off the feeling he had earlier though and he couldn't help but feel worried. Normally his senses would only pick up when dragons are nearby... and if not-- Perhaps this ship isn't as safe as he had hoped it be, and he honestly wished right now that it was just his imagination or a form of seasickness. "Anyways, best be on your way. I feel like I need a--" And that's when the unfamiliar woman - face concealed underneath a hood - approached him with a sudden question. "Pardon...? I should be asking you that question... Are you lost perhaps? This happens to be my room."