Tarquin had politely nodded to the captain before heading to the smaller boat. He remained silent for the duration of the boat ride and seemed very much relieved to have proper, solid ground under his feet. On land the tall elf took on a completely different way of carrying himself. He moved nimbly, with the agility of a dancer or a swordsman. His right hand rested gently on the pommel of his rapier and his left hand moved to brush few loose locks of hair away from his face. "Maybe I'll have a chance to play a song or two after the dinner. If we are not in too much of a hurry that is." Tarquin stated hopefully, he was more just thinking out loud than directing his words to anyone in particular.