The weeks passed and the boredom upon the ship soon became nigh unbearable.

When he wasn't enjoying time alone with Kaleeth, Janius tried to find some friends aboard the ship. He quickly found that his identity amongst the crew closely revolved around being partnered with an Argonian. Under normal circumstances, he didn't find the concept strange, but the way everyone talked about it made him feel so unnatural that it was like he was a freshly turned werewolf again. Between that and the advances that the Argonian males made towards Kaleeth, his social interactions seemed to be tense, especially with very little to do. It was most uncharacteristic for the normally confident and charismatic Janius.

Most of Sabine's time on the ship was, for the first time in her life that she could think of, memorably boring. All but the kindest hearts on board learned to avoid encouraging her questions, if only to avoid torrents more of them spilling forth. Soon, she was shooed off by just about any crew member, claiming that they were busy, or sleepy, or just didn't want to deal with her. Some were rather rude when Sabine attempted to talk to them before they went for naps. She was especially glad to have Kaleeth to talk to. With the both of them so curious about the world, they could swap details about their lives for hours.

Being parents, Fendros and Ahnasha had far less free time, but still more than they knew what to do with. Orskan's tome dominated much of their headspace behind Rhazii, and frankly it was more comfortable than talking about their torture. As hard as Fendros tried to think, he couldn't understand how to solve the problem without his mind getting flooded with anxiety. He had noticed that recounting the memories seemed to be less painful than before he had mentioned the story out loud, but it wasn't nearly enough to stop the pain entirely. He did find that meditating gave him a surprising amount of relief for such a simple activity it was. Fendros surmised that there might be someone in the Imperial City who knew more about wounds of the mind than he and Ahnasha did.

The stop over at Leyawiin had been a great relief for most of the pack. Everyone was glad to be back on land and most were glad to be out of the choking humidity. The break made the rest of the voyage slightly more bearable. Fendros was understanding, but still worried about Ahnasha at Leyawiin. As such, he didn't spend as much time off the ship. However, nothing much he could say really helped.

Another issue at the back of their heads when they reached Leyawiin was their dwindling supply of dream remedy that Ariel had given them. They were down to their second and last bottle, which only had about a third of its original contents. Leyawiin had some of the ingredients, but Sabine could not locate them all. Out of concern for Ahnasha, Fendros decided to reduce his dosage to once every four days. The nightmares came back in earnest, but the relief every few days was blessed.

The pack awoke to Nirasi's shouts, some with more enthusiasm than others. Fendros had taken some remedy the night before, so was disappointed to have his sleep interrupted, but his energy soon came to him. Janius came around normally, but wore a smile of eagerness to see the city again.

"We've arrived?" Sabine seemed to spring out of her hammock as if she hadn't been sleeping at all. "We've arrived!" She repeated, enthusiastically smiling.