Sina was uncertain about asking favors for tea, but since Araceli seemed insistent, she gave a small shrug. "Sure," she agreed, and proceeded to not come up with any favors. Maybe she would eventually-- at the moment, none were necessary.

"Oh, I... well we weren't supposed to go out on the deck," she said with a wince, "we couldn't afford much, so we stayed below. It was dark, and I was sick most of the time, and everything smelled like fish." She wrinkled her nose at the memory. "I'm not sure I'm meant to be on boats."