Friends, huh? Ophelia had found herself keeping everyone at arm's length again, despite her talk with Maydril when she had first arrived. She couldn't help it; it seemed like every time she found someone to be close to, they were just taken away from her.

...And yet, on the ship there always seemed to be someone willing to extend a hand. Help her out. "Yeah, you're right about that. But they wouldn't be the first friends I've made here."