Sssakkariah looks out in the direction Yoseph pointed. I was not wrong... the meteor did have something to do with what we're doing, she thinks with a mixture of trepidation and elation. She watches the water for a long time, woolgathering, feeling the salt breeze in her hair and listening to the lap of the waves and Kieran's lullaby until the music dies and she is left with just the song of the sea for company.
Sighing quietly, she rests her head on her hands and continues her vigil, though she isn't sure what it's for, really. Her companions? A first glimpse of their destination? Dreams of the future? She didn't know, except that the lullaby awoke something uncomfortable in her heart, something sharp, that she didn't want to examine. Maybe if she stayed very still and didn't think about anything in particular, it would go away....
Her eyelids droop drowsily as sleep creeps up on stealthily feet and when it overtakes her, she merely slumps to the deck, unmindful of the hard wood.