The dwarf's gruff, albeit kind, voice broke Robyn from her silent ponderings. Train of thought not derailed she nodded. “I think I have it.” 

“I think we should start where it all began, the needle itself. Its just down into the bay we can be there and back on land before nightfall. Maybe we can find a clue to where he went.” 

She paused, “Unless someone has another plan?”