Fortunately, Rey has no such plans of going out to sea again anytime soon. After their encounter with the Null, she doesn't doubt that those sentries had the ability to communicate with the rest of their hivemind. It might take time for any message or coordinates to send, the last thing she wants to do is risk being AWOL during another attack -- or, worse yet, to be left behind on this damned planet. It's an improvement from the shitty lifeless desert they abandoned and the restrictive cave walls, but the vast ocean waters and the scarce lands leave hope for life and sustainability to be desired.

Much like Laura, Oscar isn't someone Rey expected to find waiting for her at the docks. She'll have to find Nick again, or rendezvous back at the Speakeasy where he had been staying. While she doesn't want to spend too much time tracking everyone down before she can even get her land legs back, there are several set goals Rey has her mind on.

Face flushed, she scratches the back of her neck as Oscar expresses his concern.

"Well, they were lucky to have some extra muscle on board to make sure those sails don't just fly off."