Wandering again after her talk with Antonin, Dora's mood was slightly higher. It was as much to do with Antonin as it was the fact that she was away from town and on the water-- even if it was only a boat docked on the shore. Bodies of water had always done her good and she blamed her penchant for it on her given name. It was what was expected of a nymph, wasn't it?
She wandered into the control room, making sure her wand was pocketed somewhere safe as she remembered Antonin's warning. She'd found her way in before, but this time she seemed to have company.
"I wasn't aware the captain was on deck, excuse me," she said lightly, announcing the presence of an adult just in case the boy hadn't noticed.