Scerina
Scerina emerged from the lower quarters, only to be met with the sight of the sea. She scanned the horizon. It was so... calm? To be honest, she was expecting something more... violent. Perhaps cannons constantly firing off their ammo, or blood splattered across the deck like a spilled bag of beans. Though it was not something she WANTED to see necessarily, it was better than just calm waters. (In the case of an emergency, of course)
She locked her arms behind her back and slowly approached the captain, awaiting his orders. Of course, she kept her distance from him, for he was chatting with Nimenthel. No matter, one of her favorite people among the crew had greeted all of them with a cheery attitude, to which she replied with a honey-glow in her cheeks.
"Glad to see you well, Fel. My, my, what a good start to a day, hm?" She asked with a soft smirk. The blondette dug into the pocket of her dress, and tossed a gold coin to Fel. "Mmm, an extra gold piece for a second serving of breakfast when we all settle down~?" She asked. This was a normal thing that Scerina would do. Being the food lover she was, she'd bribe him into making her extra. Now, he should know by now, if he tried to be courteous and did it for no payment, she'd start to get upset. It's best to just take it, or tell her 'no'. Either one worked, she wouldn't throw a fit. She's not THAT childish.
Sherbet
Sherbet caught his sister by the shoulder before she bolted out of the exit, glaring down at her. "It's good to be risky, but not in the situation almost shouting 'sudden death'... slow down." He lectured her, then pushed her along. Goodness, it was strange that she could act so childish at this age, while he on the other hand, has been keeping a watchful, careful eye out. He didn't trust the crew yet, and it has gotten to the point where he was almost paranoid.
As the siblings emerged to the deck, he narrowed his eyes. Ah... he could spot two boats in the distance. Sherbet reached down to the buckle of his jeans, searching for his weapon. He knew he would need it in a few moments here.
However, before he could do so, he was suddenly greeted by the cook. While his sister greeted him with the same ammount of enthusiasm, he rolled his eyes at her actions. She always wasted her money just for an extra piece of toast, or a second helping. Although harmless, it somehow... bothered him. More than it really should.
As Fel assured him about his coffee, his eyes narrowed. "... Humph, better late than never..." He snapped in a low mumble. Of course, he recieved a shove from his sister, to which he glared at in reply. Scerina backed off after that.