"That's two down, two to go!" Siobhan chirped, scratching Eadgar's name off her list. Having changed into a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top, she looked ready for bed as their trawler floated into the distant sea.

Despite this, however, she was instead standing over a table with a nautical chart spread across it. Idly chewing on the side of her lip, she used her divider to estimate how long it would be to the next island. "Hmmn...about a week, huh? It's pretty far away. I guess we'll be eating fish again by that point."

Still, it would be worth it. There was a certain person said to live on this island, if the rumors were correct. Unlike the previous two people (whose general location she could only guess), this person offered her a clear destination to aim for. "My third crew member is waiting for me there..."