Arthur Stanford
Location:Top Deck
As the monsters were dispatched, Arthur pocketed his dagger and looked along at his fellow demigods. That honestly felt good, unadulterated violence against literal monsters. That was honestly something he never expected himself to do, but maybe this would be how he would process his recent emotions, by burying them in death and destruction. It seemed fitting for a son of Hades, and with how good he felt right now, he was ready to take it as an option. Power meant he could defend people, and make sure he never got hurt again, so that would be what he would embrace.
Looking over at Andy, he was glad she was safe, before saying, "Better stick to muffin's then, we can't be expected to defend the ship every breakfast." He teased, smirking at her. He too wanted to know what the schedules would look like, not only so he could know when he'd be on watch, but with whom he'd be. If it was with Andy, that'd be great, but if it were with Rebecca, that might give him a chance to start learning how to master his powers. He was considerably more excited to start that now, so the sooner he knew what everyone's plans looked like, the better.