"-Anders," Cia says quietly, and it's obvious ey's going to say it's fine, that Ilska and em will be fine staying.

“They’re not staying here,” Anders says firmly. 

The man sighs, and looks at the hold. “Your kids better keep quiet and don’t bother anyone else.”

Cia nods rapidly. "Yes, ser," ey promises, tugging on the hem of the jacket Ilska is wearing.

Ilska stops hissing, and does, in fact, fold herself down into a remarkably small appearance.

“Come on,” Anders says, gesturing into the boat. He grips whatever’s nearby to try and steady himself. 

“I’ve never been on a boat before,” he whispers to Cia. 

"Us neither," Cia whispers. "-well. Ilska used to go out on Grandpa's fishing boat, but that was...a long time ago."

Ilska stays close behind them.

“I heard it’s two weeks across to Kirkwall.” Anders seems to pale at that a little, though he keeps his serious expression as they descend further in the hold of the boat. 

"Know any ways to ward off seasickness?" Cia asks.

“I heard prayer helps,” Anders says grimly. 

Ilska snorts derisively.

"-here's hoping we don't suffer from it then. I was never very good at praying..."

“Neither was I, Maker never seemed to listen.”

"Yeah..." Cia shrugs. "Guess we'll find out."

Ey's trying to sound more nonchalant than ey actually is.

“Hey,” Anders says, leaning in a little closer. “No matter how scared you are, remember. I’m twice as scared. Let’s go find a comfy bit of floor, hmm?”

That gets a quiet giggle out of Cia, and ey leans close enough to brush their shoulders together. "Yeah. Good idea."

Anders smiles at Cia, feeling very fond from that little touch. 

He leads them over to a small free area, near a few gatherings of families, and settles down there. 

Ilska settles down as well, propped against the wall, watching everyone else in the room warily.

Cia curls up between them, leaning against Ilska's side.

Anders keeps an eye on them both, and makes sure no one else gets too close. 

Ilska probably appreciates that, but she's trying not to show it.

Anders nods, catching Ilska's hidden look, but keeps himself vigilant.

...or maybe Justice is doing that. Anders doesn't know anymore.

Cia isn't as vigilant as them, but ey does, on occasion, keep glancing out. And it's clear that ey's put of practise being around this many people as well.

The boat starts to sway not long after, as it’s pushed out to sea. 

Anders turns a little bit pale, and hangs onto the wall.

Cia buries eir face in Ilska's shoulder.