Katarli had smiled at Dymian as he sat beside her. Had grown a little more worried at his words. Maenad's weren't mind-readers were they? She hadn't said anything to indicate her free-spirited tendencies. Or was he telling her it was important that she cast a vote? A lot of the others hadn't. She had taken it all in stride, decided to sit with it a while.<br/><br/>It had been more than a while. Ten days and she was indeed going stir crazy. She had distracted herself, darting about the boat, having mock fencing matches with masts and invisible swirls of air. She had danced along the sails, the ropes, gotten to know the ship, its ins and outs. But there was so little room to move.<br/><br/>She hopped across the deck at mention of land, squinting to make out the beautiful hint of green in the distance. She nodded at Dymian's observation. "Thank you, Ariana. So, how does one kill half a day?"<br/><br/>