Hector was too sick to even bother giving the woman a rude gesture in reply to her insulting comment about his height. It wasn't [i]his[/i] fault that everyone around him was a giant. Though he gave a strangled laugh at the thought of her calling the barbarian tactless. [i]Funny, how little of our own flaws we see in ourselves but condemn in others.[/i] He thought idly, staring at the sea and hoping some shark or other monster wouldn't rise up from the depths and try to eat him. He had seen it happen once, or had that been a dream when he was sailing over to this Gods forsaken place? Regardless it was with mixed happiness and dread that he felt the boat beginning to move again. On the one hand, they were heading towards the shore, on the other hand, movement made things worse. 

"I swear. If you tell me that the Eye is in the middle of a Gods damned lake, I'm going to volunteer for distraction duty. You all can have fun sailing. I'll take my chances with angry guards and magic." He declared, more to stop himself from throwing up than anything else. It helped to talk and focus on other things, even if it was just inane babble about how much he hated sailing. 

It was with very obvious and great relief that he stumbled back onto land, taking in deep breaths. "Never again." He promised, knowing full well that if he didn't die on this venture he probably would do it again. Hector glared at Eolas before grudgingly giving a smirk. "Harty har har. I haven't heard that one before. You're a real jester, scholar." He glances prospectively at the knight, before turning back to Eolas. "Since we're not going with my suggestion, can I get his share when he leaves?"

He began to stash away his coins when he noticed the Venar watching him closely. It didn't take a genius to figure out why he was watching. That was the kind of man who would either bash their heads in for the coin or steal it after someone else did the bashing. Seeing as he needed all of them for the Eye, Hector was willing to bet it's the latter. 

The archer gave a grin towards Bakk. "No honor among thieves eh? And here I thought you were going to give me a proper burial." He was fully planning on hiding his coins in other places later, when the giant wasn't looking at him. That grin turned into a wince and a frown as someone who was evidently more flamboyant than the knight, if that was possible, borderline declared their goals and plans for all the world to hear. [i]I want to kill this one too.[/i] "Malcom, I'm Hector. Welcome to the group." He didn't bother telling him to be less vocal. It wasn't that much of a slip up...yet. 

He clambered up on the Ulla himself, more at ease on walking monstrosities than on the ocean.