Elena follows Ethan once he leads away from the pool, taking in her surroundings as she goes. "I'm starting to," Elena says wryly, glancing over to the next bar they approach, and it isn't that far away from the one by the pool. It's either a generous move from the ship's part, or something far more sinister, and Elena is not quick to discount either of these possibilities.

Still, though. The view is beautiful.

She lets out a breath as they reach the railing, her fingers curling over the surface of it as she looks up at the sky. The stars are very visible, almost as though they're hanging lower than they usually do.

"What exactly changes about it?"