He shakes his head, just once. "Nothing we don't already know. These four islands only contain the same city we've been in all this time." He shifts his gaze away, past the strait between islands and out to the open ocean. "Sorrow's information is what made me choose this place, as well. I want to find what he was talking about. If it's out there, on another island, we'll need a ship anyway. A real one," he adds, a bit grouchily, "not some raft someone pieces together from scrap. Something seaworthy."