Ethan nods as soon as she says it is fine, and he smiles gently, sympathetically when she reaches for his arm and her hand rests against his wrist. Last time he was here he didn't run into anyone at all beyond the holographic or ghost employees. It was much creepier then.

"I can't even imagine. It's a bit too much for me, and I'm not even suffering from sea sickness," he says, and then moves closer to her, wrapping an arm around her back to help keep her upright. "You can lean on me. As much as you need."