"I do."

Enough to make some of those sailor's lives very miserable.

"Getting closer can only help them," a brief gesture at Poesia, Lazar. Edgard seems to be doing well-enough with his crossbow.

"Can either of you swim?" she asks suddenly, turning slightly from where she's been leaning on the rail. Darras clearly can, but it occurs to her that maybe not everyone here will do well in the water even if they get close enough for that.