Ethan had agreed to lend a hand - perhaps too readily. Lack of direction notwithstanding, he didn't know what mounting a rescue operation consisted of, or even how he would go about gathering people together. Would his status as a "Hunter" automatically get the support they needed, or would he have to pay? The pouch of coins at his belt was meager at best, he'd never be able to buy much in the way of supplies, never mind everything else they might need. 

For a brief moment, someone else stepped in and offered their assistance. Ethan was ecstatic he'd not be left to handle this on his own, grinning even as he was fairly certain he was insulted. His sense of direction was dubious at best - he knew this perfectly well and made no efforts to hide it. Having more help served to ease that burden even further. The captain had relegated a handful of crew to accompany him on the journey to town, and with the other boy rounding up the last few himself, Ethan took a chance to speak to Kent.

Not that it was terribly much of a conversation. Stood over his friend's body - could he call them friends? The senior Magi had been vehemently opposed to such an idea before, making it clear as day that they were not, in even the slightest bit, anything more than associate's. But it was a bit trying, not calling someone who had saved your life a friend. Which made this entire situation all the more confusing - why save him if he'd been nothing but a nuisance, a burden? Kent was a vastly more experience Magi than he was, having managed to completely avert the first wave that nearly toppled the Marigold. Someone capable of that had given their life... For him? It didn't make sense.

"You never made sense, you know that? You kind of seemed like a jerk, but you were always doing nice stuff for people." Breathlessly laughing, Ethan sat down beside Kent's body, looking out at the water. It was much too quiet here, leaving him with all the unpleasant thoughts and feelings that seeped into him like the water from the sea. Using a damp sleeve to wipe at his face he sniffled, forcing a smile as he shook his head. "Guess I was wrong about you, you really were one of the better Hunters." Hearing the crunch of sand beneath feet, Ethan turned his head slightly and looked up, his heart tugging slightly as two members of the crew came over, one carrying a shovel with him.

"We... Need to bury the bodies, before it gets too late. They'll attract beasts," the man pointed out. Ethan nodded his head slowly, glancing once more at Kent. Funny, the Magi seemed more at peace now more than ever. With a sigh, Ethan reached out and pat Kent's shoulder once before getting to his feet, taking a deep breath and nodding gratefully to the crew. Kent should be here right now, not him. He didn't know what to do in a situation like this whatsoever, but he'd do everything in his power to help. 

The captain was weary and nearly out of his expertise - he'd dealt with disasters like this before, but with trained people, soldiers. Civilians were another matter entirely, they weren't trained to survive, to handle the stress, to cope. The party being sent out would determine if these people, and likely he himself, would survive. It was of great comfort to have the Ydra woman bring them fresh game, and while not terribly much it would serve to feed everyone present. Without a chance of expressing gratitude, the captain shouted after Yarri, waving alongside the crew beside him. There was much to do before night fell, and few people to help prepare. An inexperienced Hunter, a boy, and an unapproachable Ydra woman. Saints help them if this was their chance of surviving...

Well this was... Nice? Not bad, but then far from what Ethan had imagined he'd be doing today. He didn't even know where to begin with speaking - the other boy hadn't made a great first impression... And the Ydra woman scared him. For a while he was comfortable with the silence, the grief of today's events making it difficult to perk up and speak. After a short time of walking however he found his mind wandering to less than pleasant thoughts, and quickly the preferable silence turned into a torturous one.

"So... What exactly do we do when we reach town...?" It was meant to be his expertise and yet he was abashedly ill-prepared for this. Not meeting the gaze of the others for fear of being ridiculed, Ethan laughed nervously and kept his eyes forward, rubbing at his cheek. "Do we just go to the guard? Or should we... I don't know, hire someone? It's usually the guard's job to handle things like this, but... What if they don't have what we need?"