[Open] Don't Quite Belong Here
Gray had slept on the ship the night before- the seasickness appeared to finally be fading. As such, he decided to head up to the deck and try to make himself somewhat useful. Unfortunately, he was no good at anything that required a great deal of physical effort, which knocked much of the necessary work out of the way.
Instead, he wanders around inspecting the ship for leaks, cracks, and various other broken things. He's found quite a few already! And set to fixing what he can with the sad things they called tools here.
Mostly, though, he watches the ocean drift by, a longing look at it. It really would be nice to get out of Road Town.