As the boat began to move and Margaret pointed out the barrel, Ivor blinked, before cautiously heading over. Balto seemed to not have heard the conversation, and simply went about with piloting the ship, the lantern above shaking with the waves. Sprouting a hook from his hand, he jammed the implement through the edge of the barrel, prying the container open easily. Setting aside the top, he looked into the dark barrel, hearing a snort, before something popped up. Ivorio blinked as he saw the lady doctor Dara standing up, groaning sleepily, “Good morning...” The girl tried to maneuver herself out of the barrel, using her arms to push herself up, but tripped over the edge, causing the barrel to fall, the woman crashing to the ground.

Looking over at the noise, Balto blinked, before grumbling, “Dang, can’t take her back since we’re short on time. Oh well.”

Confused, Ivorio asked as the woman got up, “What are you doing here?”

Her black and white eyes half shut, Dara mumbled, “Oh, I wanted to make sure Miss Wolfbane was alright before she left, but I knew she’d be leaving before I woke up, so I decided to wait here overnight and fell asleep.” She giggled at her absentmindedness, before opening her eyes a bit and looking over to Margaret, asking, “How are you feeling?”