Mayt nods, seeing the two are having a good conversation, and he heads to the front of the ship silently. He looks out across the water, smiling. The water had always been a safe place for Mayt, he could swim very well, and he had always thought the cushion of water could protect him from most anything. He yawns, then sits down, pulling out the salve Sasha had given him and starting to apply it to his injuries.He wasn't majorly injured, and he knew he should leave those two alone so they could talk. He watched the water as he worked, waiting for the boat to get underway. He wanted to be heading back so he could grab some bandages. He hummed softly to himself as he worked.