"Godspeed," he said to all of them. He just nodded at Ronnie's request, his expression going more grim. The knot in his stomach tightened further, as he thought about Mae. Christ on the Cross, he couldn't lose his head now.
Emily was finally cooperating and Abbie seemed calm enough, and he needed to get away and compose himself a moment. He'd use the excuse of raiding the on deck supplies for blankets and such. Being useful as he could.
Which meant calling Leto. Grabbing the service phone, he dialed the infirmary, waiting for her to pick up. Hopefully, she or Jerome were there.