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𝕃𝕠𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟: M.S Marlow - Upper Deck > Main Deck[/right]
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Well, there were apologies, which were a good start. Isla glanced at Arlo with a bit of concern as the situation played out with his similar-looking companion, a relative perhaps? She swore she saw the gal earlier, and with Arlo's antics it wasn't hard to remember that this was the sea-sick lass she'd seen earlier. Poor girl seemed to be a little grumpy, with the sickness and all, and a bit of sibling spite got that sickness thrown back in her face. She wondered just what they could be disputing, but didn't want to pry: Wasn't her place as the gal ran off to hurl, or at least that was Isla's own assumption.

Carrying on from that, she squinted her eyes as Ferris performed the most pure example of a 180 she'd ever seen in her life, his quips turning to apologies and attempting to make amends. Her expression lightened as he continued, feeling he hadn't done much [i]that[/i] bad, so she wasn't about to shove him off the boat or anything. If this group was going to manage they'd need to get along, so if he'd pull the remarks back a bit to not prod Felix's now recovering temper they'd probably make it through this. She offered him a small nod as he took his leave, knowing it was time to start thinking about departure.

"Well, glad that was settled without an issue." Isla commented, releasing a long drawn breathe of relief at the situation. She wasn't sure who all was ready, but she sure was. Shifting her arm to adjust her bag, she looked at the remaining crew with a smile. "Well, I'll be seeing ye lads n' lass up the road. I'm ready to put foot't'soil again!" Feet meeting plank, she began her descent from the upper deck with a wave from her sunhat back in her hand, adding: "Don't ya worry though, won't run off far! Jus' gonna get some directions t' that office!"

As she made her way to disembark, she threw away her now empty bottle of Pocari Sweat along with her sunhat, allowing her ginger hair to flow free. The time for novelty was over, it just wasn't her style. Instead she approached the large group of soon to be exiting passengers in hope of hearing directions of where this exploratory office was, excited to get her Pokedex updated and to see what kind of setup they were dealing with. While she waiting for the others off the boat, maybe she'd start her research! Surely the soil close to the waves would be soft enough for a bit of observation, though she'd be more curious to see the dirt further in, where folks hadn't traveled yet. Pure soil like that could probably grow some amazing plants, and it caused her thoughts to roam to delicious berries she could pick on the trip. Which made her think of what possible recipes Arlo had to share! 

Excited, she was practically bouncing up and down waiting for her chance to disembark. Thoughts going here and there as her brain put itself into overdrive, which was far from an unusual state for the woman to be in.