"Well, aight. If ya be needin anything, I'll be around." Sticky nods to you before leaving, returning to work. Othie comes out from her hiding spot and nods at your suggestion. "I don't mind. I'm sure you need the rest too, Caeda. If there is something down there though... You should try and get some help. I wish I could do something but I can't even make any pixie dust..." Othie flicks her fingers outward trying to summon her magic out, but she doesn't even get a tiny spark. Aside from that, you would be able to rest in your room with only mild difficulty. Though the ship was out of the storm the waters were quite rough, causing the boat to rock back and forth in irregular patterns. Not to mention it was rather loud outside with the waves crashing against the hull of the ship and sailors shouting as they worked. Othie sought security on your person, feeling no real update on this strange energy below, but she can tell it's still there. It made her very uncomfortable and scared. "It's... It's foul Caeda. It shouldn't be here..."