She follows the same path she normally takes into the woods, much of the underbrush broken by her constant trekking in the mornings. There were storm clouds in the distance, but she ignored them, wanting instead to wander and explore. She would pay the price if a storm came, but for now, she wouldn't give it much thought.

"I have, but not in the way that you have, perhaps." She was slightly disappointed by that. "I never had the chance to act as a sailor or mind the riggings. I was there as a passenger." Which defeated the purpose for her. She wanted to be a sailor, to live as Ubbe did.

"I have never handled a ship on my own before."