The Ship

Jib stares off the bow into the waves as they crash up against the ship, and wonders how far he could end up. He goes to the captain and said, "How can I help?"

Michael

Michael agrees with Sofia, and they take off. It is evening, and they fly over the desert much faster than anyone could walk. They fly over cool dunes and big, bulky boulders. "We're about halfway there" Michael said after a while of flying.