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"Don't need to apologize, if ye be borin' me ye'd know." Minsi informs. She laughs a little. "So, reality of it is, whether 'ere or there, ye're doin' the same s**t...just there ye're hated, 'ere ya get cat hybrids oggling yer bits when ye ain't lookin' let alone the pink card facks runnin' round. So, why is it we 'aven't killed ye?" Minsi asks.
"...Because 'e 'as a right to choose if 'e stays or goes. It's not our place to take that from 'im." Starania groans out. She goes to get up, realizing she tossed off her shirt so she wouldn't have it healed into her wounds. She grips Juji's shirt, then looks around a bit. Ahead they near an edge of a forest, the trees of which seem to be moving, some are scattered out into the plains, but as the sun is getting lower they're making their way back to the main group.

Llangion regains his composure. looking out at the forest, "Are those trees moving?"

"Of course they are...trees always move...annnnd slam their upper half into the ground like rabid chicken creatures." Titiani comments, watching one of the trees do this. "Just when I think 'nah, this is the weirdest thing' boop, there we go proving me wrong."

"yeah....preferably both land and sea. Juji seems to have been right about nightfall. Anything I can do help?" I ask Starania as she seemed to be still recovering.

I laugh at Minsi remark as I slip the coat back on. "Well Minsi seeing as I'm new to this, shall we head for the trees and who is best to leave to guard the ship?"

"It's...not night...yet...but that's really up to ye. On the one hand, we can stay on the ship eat into our supplies n' wait it out. Keeps us safer as a group, on the other ye've never met the dwarves n' they offer things ye might have interest in, plus they make some good fackin' fruit pies." Minsi keeps her eyes locked on the horizon then curses the wind not seeing the sun rise. Juji lets out a cheer. "SHUT IT JUJI YA GOT LUCKY!"
"Minsi the cat~" Juji starts singing in response. She gives a salute to Finn before spinning on her heels, charging, diving off the front railing onto Juji's back who she starts biting on the back of his neck making a hissing and growling sound like a cat in a blender. "NAILS GAH NAILS LEGGO!" Juji shouts, flailing his arms around while still laughing.
"Sing that song again and I'll murder ye for three weeks." Minsi threatens. Juji simply laughs then plucks her from his back, holding her up in the air under her arms like a child. And like a cat normally reacts to being held like this, she starts kicking and squirming around, but he's got her out of reach of kicking him in the face. "Put me down for I take out yer other eye!"
"Aww Minsi, ye know we're gonna be on guard duty tonight, ye might as well be cuddly for warmth." Juji teases. Minsi dead weights and glares down at him.

Starania climbs up the side of the ship, some of the crew give her a whistle for being topless but she's used to this reaction. She's covered in a blue green sludge, and her irises are extremely dilated. She simply walks to the captain's quarters, grabs a shirt from inside the door, and puts it on, turning back to the crew. "Alright..." Starania starts, she stands there for a moment then starts to giggle like an idiot. "Sorry...sorry" She laughs waving her hands a bit. "Ye be free to trade with the dwarves, keep yer wits with the elves, and be back by morn 'cause we've got shite to get done. Or stay, and listen to the hounds n** at the hull all fackin' night like they do, but we've a limit to light so I suggest making the trip in for ye lose what's left of the sun." Starania states, laughing the whole entire time like she's telling the most hilarious story she's ever heard.
The crew seem to ignore her giddiness and go about getting torches ready. Juji plops Minsi back onto his back, then climbs the mast with her, this time getting into the crow's nest where he lights up a very bright beacon. Starania heads to the helm, she reaches to pick up her coat then sees the blood on her hands. She rubs her fingers to her palm, annoyed by the sticky feel before pulling a flask from her belt. She washes the blood off with its contents, then uses her already bloodied old shirt as a towel before picking up her captain's coat and putting it on. The whole time she's giggling, as if some unseen force were tickling her as she seems to be twitching to avoid it.

"I'm not sure..." Sansa answers. "I doubt we'd find any privacy on this ship, but on the other hand if I get off of it I don't think I'd want to get back on." Sansa whines.