Polites is currently adjusting the sails, Odysseus had assigned him on. After some minutes he got it sitting just right. Smiling warmly.

"There we go~!"

And so, he walked over to the railing of the fleet, gazing out at the horizon, to see if any island was nearby. So the men could rest, and restock. The sun shining upon his skin, Polites leaned his arms on the railing, enjoying the warmth that came from the sun.