Crossing the gap after him, Wolfe steps onto the deck with a chuckle. "Aye, Captain. I'll make sure, just so long as I can keep you in sight."

He goes about making sure every rope he can see is securely ties, but there's no real need to check; it's his dream and so he knows nothing will go awry unless its out of a desire of his. Or Chris', maybe. He doesn't know if his love would be able to shape the dream. He's sort of curious to find out.

The wind whips up, a good tailwind for sailing, or so Wolfe has read in his preparation for this. He really should probably learn to sail for real...