Phoenix winced when the ship rocked again. Still, it didn't seem as bad this time. Maybe it was the security of having a warm, firm body to hold onto for she was holding on to Pyrrhus for dear life. She listened to his story quite intently for some time but eventually... she actually fell asleep, despite the continued anger of the weather and the ship. In that moment just before slumber, she felt like the woman reading a bed time story to her children on the Titanic and that she was not going to wake up...