Quinton observed Brooks as she nervously fidgeted with her hands, her uncertainty evident in every movement. He noted the way her eyes darted around the deck, searching for something—an exit, perhaps, or simply reassurance. Despite her apparent unease, she managed a warm smile and even attempted a light-hearted joke about finally mastering her sea-legs. Quinton had seen this kind of anxiety before. Many passengers, particularly those unaccustomed to the sea, often felt overwhelmed by the unfamiliarity of their surroundings. But there was something different about Brooks, something that piqued his curiosity. Perhaps it was the way she spoke of collecting herbs and medicinal components, or her initial hesitation to step ashore. Whatever it was, Quinton felt a quiet resolve to ensure she was as comfortable as possible during the journey. Afterall he had attempted to give her space in hoping that would help cause her less stress, but that seemed to only keep her apart from most of the crew and other passengers. "Brooks," he began, his voice steady and reassuring, "there's no need to worry. We'll be ashore for only a short time, just enough to restock the lighthouses supplies. The outpost is modest, but it is important we give it more supplies to hand over to ships that might need it heading south, fresh water, depending on who might also be anchored there could be a small market where we can trade for something. Additionally you can expect all the amenities you can find here on the ship at the lighthouse as well." He paused, considering his words carefully before continuing. "If you'd prefer to stay aboard, that's entirely your choice. But if you do decide to come ashore, you’ll have the opportunity to gather what you need and maybe even stretch your legs a bit on solid ground. Sometimes, a little time on land can do wonders." Quinton offered a small, encouraging smile. "The crew and I will ensure you're well taken care of, whether you stay here or join me, us on land. You have nothing to worry about." He hoped his words would ease some of her tension, allowing her to make the choice that felt right for her.