"My time? Oh, forgive me, SeƱorita, I walked from Vauxhall." Mercedes said as he cleared the distance between them, dumping his few possessions on the ground. There would be time to pack things away once they had left port. "I didn't realise you were coming with us, Sabana. I haven't got you a cabin ready. Where have you put your things?" He asked, not completely understanding, in his rather dazed state, why the lady was waiting here, of all places. A dock was not the place for a lady dressed in such exotic clothing.