Zack is silent as he pushes the boat up the river with some paddles and a shallowater rod he stole from another boat they passed by several hours ago. He sighs as he watches Maria, concerned for her health and safety. Still, he continues to push the boat along the river slowly, grinning as he reaches the fishing village area. He crouches down to lightly shake Maria on the shoulder.

“We’re somewhere new. You can wake up now.” He grins. “I’ll go dock the boat and you can stay sleeping in here, or I can go work for a while earn some money to buy us a room at an inn.”