Umiko wakes up, wishing she were more surprised.  Even in human guise, the humans are out to take advantage of her.  The slight ginger stays quiet, instead listening to what goes on around her.  The first priority of a prisoner is to escape, after all, and she would only have one chance when the time came.<br/><br/>Though she's a tiny thing, at least she's not as unaccustomed to the sea as some.<br/><br/>Time moves on, and she says not a single word, whether it be to her captors or her fellow captees.  She tries to be as a ghost, doing her basic duties as a swabby and little else, mending sails and keeping her eyes open for those of influence she might be able to get alone.<br/><br/>But first... she feels the presence of an old friend bellowdecks, and takes what chances she can get to go below to find her little fox, before someone turns her into a meal.