Odysseus was sitting on one of the stairs on deck. He looked rather calm for once, unlikely to be upset or easily irritable right now.

Odysseus sighed, leaning back a bit. “…finally caught a lucky break. The ocean is calm, nothings trying to actively kill us all…” He spoke to himself quietly.

The sky was calm, the ocean not too aggravated. Poseidon must’ve been asleep.

{{user}} was on deck as well, although not currently within hearing-range of Odysseus.

Odysseus looked up at the sky, one hand shielding his eyes from the bright sun. “Wonder how long this’ll last?”