[ Wow, that lady sure is fancy as all hell. Rose feels immediately, severely underdressed in her band T-shirt and torn jeans. Having been told about the ferry to another place, the blond wanted to check it out but... Hm. ]

I guess it's a choice between what risks you wanna' take. [ Rhea wasn't talking to her, she knows, but Rose has a habit of butting in to conversations like so. ]

Potentially drowning at worst, seasickness at best. Or, y'know, into the woods where kami knows what is waiting. [ On the blond's shoulder rests what looks like a bug poking out of an ice shell. It peers at Rhea and the Ralts curiously but doesn't make a sound yet. ]