On one hand, to simply stay idle and take the matter so casually would mean to simply let those taken by surprise perish. On the other... Why should he worry ? A single man won't make the difference, would it ? Why run towards the inevitable ?

At the crossroads of ideology and need, both are to be weighted. To rush to the source of danger, or to simply let things take the course they will. What to think, what to do here...

A moment is given to consideration and thought, then, a decision is made : he'll walk. Worrisome is the situaton of course, but in the end, perhaps just a trifle, one he will fix with those who will accompany him.

"Hmmmmmmmm... Coming."

Accompanied by the creeking sound of wood and the slight rustling of leaves, hagar finds way to his feet, and, with a stride simillar to morning walker, follows suit with the rest of the hurried, terrified crew. He is equipped well enough, he believes himself to be. The rest, they can have what they may want.

What is it that could threaten their vessel however, what would dare ? Pirates ? An Imperial vessel, perhaps ? The question will answer himself soon enough.