She snorted, leaning over the railing to contemplate the water quietly lapping against the hull.  "You don't have to apologize to me for leaving," she said.  "They're still down there, talking and debating and having a grand old time.  It's only just getting truly started, and it's likely to continue until we're all old and gray, to give you some notion of how it was going by the time I got sick of it and left.<br/><br/>"Truth be told," she continued, sliding down to sit beside him, dangling her bare feet between the rungs of the rail over the side, "if it were up to me, I'd drag Fisher out by the scruff of his neck and sail off with him to adventure by ourselves.  Sadly," she added with a wry grin, "it isn't, so I abide the debates and the discussions.  Doesn't mean I have to participate in them though."<br/><br/>She fell silent for a moment, then chuckled. "Were you there for the theatrical presentation?"