Thoughts From The Yardarm.
"ACK! WE MOVED, WE MOVED, WE ARE UP IN THE NEST NOW!" The doll was shouting in a weird, shrill voice, and her(?) flailing arms(?) manage to knock about despite Murleena's grip on the doll. Several times a fake boot or glove smack the cat-furfoot before the doll calms down.
The crew act fast. The ship turns in the water, using the small presence of wind to move the Dance away.
It isn't an easy job, the wind being what it is, but the ship soon lurches clear of the fog.
Murleena... swears she sees light from the crow's nest, once, but after that all she sees is fog. All she hears is the sound of the sails, the creak of the ship, and water...
For Tylluan, there was nothing left to be done but rest. He spots the badger-faced Welk dithering about in a doorway, but he just scoots aside as things begin to calm down. There is nothing about to bother Tylluan in his rest... other than the noise from the crow's nest above.