Sticky smiled to hear that you were accepting his request. He was barely able to contain his excitement and by trying to sit still, he just looked more giddy. "Great! Thanks Caeda! I promise I won't be dead weight! I know I didn't really do much fer ya in sum recent bouts, but I know I'll get stronga before too long! As fer da captain and crew, well most us workers got a sorta deal. See, we get paid bout 10 gold a week we work. But we only get paid once we hit land, and I've been wif dis ship fer a good two months now, plus sum days. I'll be losing bout one week's wages but I've earned enuff ta keep meself well." Putting his bowl away Sticky pondered more about what you said about the Majadan. "Can't say I know much bout da Majadan neither. Hear it's a nice enuff place, if ya only look at da good stuff. But I bet like any place it's got it's dirty business. Pretty sure the Majadan got slavery, so dat's always kinda a thing ya gotta get used ta."

Soon the waters started to get rough again and Sticky suggested that they head back below deck to avoid getting splashed by sea water. There he continued the conversation. "As fer me tinkerin, 'ere's hopin I just know wot I'm doin. I ain't edumacated like some dem cannonsmiths or wotist that I hear bout on sum of da big war ships, but I think I got a knack fer it. I've mostly been workin on me crossbow though since dat's all I got ta work wif. I ain't got a full shop ya know? But yeah! We ought ta be landing by tomorrow, an I'll be ready ta meet ya dere! I'll go talk to da captain an let em know. An... Thanks again Caeda. Ya don't know wot dis means fer me."

Upon returning to your room, Othie would come out from your bag. She was thankful for the meal and would join you in resting up for the night. Things were fairly peaceful besides the rough waters, which didn't calm down until well after you fell asleep. That night you had a strange but vague dream. You kept seeing your gauntlet flashing and growing up your arm, but beyond that there was no other meaning or context. By the time you'd wake up it would start to fade from your memories. Fortunately it seems like the ship wasn't rocking as hard as it was the day before, which meant calm waters. Othie was awake as well, though she wasn't aware that you might've been up. She was practicing her fencing, using her tiny wooden splinter to battle a bundle of straw. She was doing pretty well against an opponent incapable of fighting back and also made of fibers.