Ethan is struck between wanting to leave as soon as possible and never wanting to leave this place. He hasn't seen anyone he knows on it, but a cruise ship is largely preferable to what would be waiting for him on the other side of that door. Well, that is, assuming the cruise ship doesn't explode or turn into a horror cruise ship or that the cruise ship isn't leading them straight into hell or something like that. Everyone else that he has met who has been kidnapped too, they seem to be pretty good people at least, but he misses his brothers and he-- he really misses people that he will never, ever see again. He said goodbye to them for forever, for good when Chicago ended, because Rifts can lead anywhere but the likelihood of their leading to the same place is so tiny.

Ethan said goodbye to Elena when Chicago ended-- when the world ended, and he still isn't sure how-- how he managed to say the words or how either of them managed to walk away.

He is leaning against the railing, staring down into the water as it rushes by the ship. His hands grip hold of the metal at the side, and he releases a long breath. There is still plenty of this ship to explore, and he had his room with his name on it, but he finds he's constantly drifting back up to the deck, to the night sky (though sometimes it is day) with its stars twinkling, to the sound of the water rushing by. Once he saw dolphins swimming along the side of the ship too, they didn't look like any kind of dolphins he's seen before (neon in color, glowing like they were radioactive), but he keeps coming back, hoping to see them again.