"With how cramped the cabins are? How fortunate..."

But Seto doesn't push the issue. He watches her curiously, idly flexing his fingers over the water. There's still so much hanging between them, but he can deal with it one issue at a time.

"I had my own makeshift targets---I've stocked up on knives, as continuing to throw my cards isn't the most practical idea."

To say the least. "You're prepared for death-defying on missions, then?"