For a brief moment, it feels like they've won something. All of their hours of gaming, and they're the last ones standing. How nice it would be to be able to rub that in Team Charge's face!

Childish taunting has to be pushed aside, however, when there's no one left to taunt.

"I've got enough wood to finish it -- man, that was an ordeal. The trees are covered with that shit." She motions back towards the land. It was strange to see most of their world covered in a soft white fuzz. "Only enough rations for me, though." She hadn't expected to have any company on her endeavors into the ocean. "We'll run out quick, but," she shrugs, "then I guess we start fishing."

There was an excitement in her voice. This was it, this was a real adventure, not some fake pretend bullshit.

"I'm Captain, though," she adds, as though the title needs to be established before she can continue. This is her ship, pathetic and small as it is.