With the embarrassment of the nobleman Landon going off swimmingly, Viviana took her moment in the chaos to slip away. It was incredibly amusing, more than  worth the time away from her studies, but it was becoming just a tad overwhelming.

It took just a few moments to dispell Ember's illusion, although some makeup remained affixed, she was dreadfully low in experience dealing with such materials. She was stirred from her thoughts with a noticeable jolt when she got back to her cabin. The quartermaster seemed to be arguing with a young woman, a young woman [i]with horns.[/i] Paralysis set in, there was no way there was a demon on the ship, no that was impossible. Not only was it impossible for a demon to be here, [i]here,[/i] but she looked nothing like the other demon she had seen. No, there must be another explanation, she was likely just from a land she knew little about, she was a normal person. A normal person who seemed to be in some amount of distress.

"What is the problem here? Something to do with sleeping arrangements?" She asked openly, one ear twitching slightly as she was forced to deal with whatever this situation was before laying down on her bed. Horns and personal phobias aside, the woman seemed safe [i]enough,[/i] almost the exact kind of person she thought she was willing to share her cabin with.