Guy looked uneasy on his feet, just as Anise had been. She hoped he could cope with it okay. Getting around without a sense of touch meant going against all kinds of instincts and habits that people spent their whole lives relying on. Maybe it'd be even harder for Guy than it was for her... though it was too late for take-backs now.

The ferryman's cryptic response was expected, and Anise was ready to sigh and give up on that line of questioning... but unexpectedly, he went on and delivered a more straightforward answer.

"Wait... you mean we're going somewhere else?" Eyes wide, Anise turned to look over the water for their destination, but at the moment, all she could see were the fading lights of the dock they'd just departed from.