<strong>"The men are going to have a rough time about this I am sure."</strong>Icarus said to himself more then anyone else when Wynna heads past them. She could definitely make a ship not notice an iceberg to be sure. Might be a touch too spicy to handle though. Sammy on the other hand had that sweet innocence that made men weak yet strong if that made the slightest bit of sense. She was currently composing herself more then likely. Now that she knew he wasn't captain he probably lost a few points already with her but who knows.<br/><br/>Holding the wheel carefully in hand, he gave the fox boy a smile.<strong>"That I am. Unless I miss my guess then you would have to be the navigator for this ship now."</strong>Shaking his hand when it was offered which was of course heavily calloused he adds<strong>"Icarus Steele by the way, I'll trust your judgement and in turn trust mine. After all we're the ones driving this maiden so best not to be at odds."</strong>Letting go of the hand of the fox boy he would then ask him<strong>"So what am I to be expecting up north then? I doubt she explained it any better to you then to me yes? So it's your call this time navigator."</strong><br/><br/>He would start getting her ready for the voyage calling to the other crew members<strong>"Alright then! You heard the Captain, look alive and make yourselves useful! We leave this town and make our own fate!"</strong>And this was the part that he absolutely LOVED. When he had control of the wheel he felt like he was in complete control of everything, that he could control fate itself or defy it from one moment to the next. Nothing felt better... well a few things.