Gallus nodded and looked to the floor, "Right."

When Gallus came onto the top deck, he saw a number of things. Mostly, there were people just getting fresh air and sun after being cooped up in the hold. Many were by the side of the ship, looking out onto the other ship, trying to spot people they knew. Others were dragging the last few bodies that hadn't been taken to be preserved or wiping the blood and gore from the deck with brushes and buckets of water. Looking up, Gallus saw some Dagi and Dagi-raht Khajiit amongst the rigging. Their climbing skills made them well suited for the job. In looking around for Colours, Gallus turned and checked the helm. He found the scoundrel next to the helm, instructing someone on how to steer the ship while he directed everyone else.

"Colours," Gallus said as he approached, trying to wipe away his recent experience with a smile. Gallus clapped a hand onto Colours' side and grinned, "Well done convincing those slavers. You really put on a good show." Gallus then glanced up at the rigging again, "How goes our new sailors?"

Tzirret gave quick greetings to Qa'habi and Bheja. He kept up behind Ma'tanza as she ascended to the top, but how she kept up the pace while everyone's eyes adjusted to the sun was beyond him. They reached the edge of the ship, but could not clearly see the other ship. At first, Tzirret thought he was out of ideas. Even if they threw out some kind of signal, it would have no guarantee of being recognised. However, spotting a child in a mother's arms nearby gave him an idea. He stepped back to a spot where he could keep his balance, then lowered himself to one knee, smiling to Ma'tanza. [i]"I might be able to lift you if you climb onto my back,"[/i] Tzirret suggested, pointing behind himself, [i]"You might see him from higher up."[/i]