This trip was getting stranger by the second. First that horrible thing at New Year's Eve, and then the Captain saying they were lost... now Nikko's leg was mysteriously healed? She had been there on New Year's, helped (at least a little) Jeb patch him back up. There was no way, by basic logic, that a dog's leg bone should have healed overnight.
While the bed dipped and rose under the massive dog's weight, the brunette woman simply sat there with the sheet held to her chest. Watching her boyfriend half dressed was far less fun at the moment than it normally would be, although she was the type to still appreciate him in movement, despite the situation.
The blonde returned to the bed, and she rolled onto her stomach, propped up on her elbows. In time to hear the even bigger bombshell he had to drop. Her mouth formed a neat 'o' at the news, as she mentally scrambled to put the pieces together. "They're all gone?" That might take a minute, at the very least, to process. "You mean Sean? The man we met at the costume ball?"
She had read enough of the journals to know that he was a FBI agent by now, which made sense as he had definitely had a 'law and order' type feel about him. And no, she was not talking about the fact that she had tripped and felt his biceps personally. Trading innuendo with the man seemed far more fun that him having to take a head count to be aware that they were all still on the ship.
"They just," making a 'poof' motion with her hand, Az had to squirm a bit to balance herself on one elbow instead of two. "Disappeared?"