Zack: It’s probably just depression. *hops onto the front of the boat and moves onto the dock, securely tying the boat up so it won’t drift away* I’m going to head into the town and try and barter some of our extra stuff for money, OK? Perhaps I can earn enough for a room at an inn so you don’t have to sleep in that thing all the time. *hops onto the dry land and moves into the town, not wanting to go too far in case somebody should come and harm Maria*
