Vosnak, covered in a dark, clean but inconspicuous long hooded cloak for protection from the cold winds, watched Jeyne's transformation. "Impressive. Time to find out who has sea legs. Fresh air will be a great thing." A new thing for me, too. Vosnak follows the crews' unspoken directions to their quarters. He in turn directs the servants load the trunks there then sends them back to the manor. He steps out onto the deck, gazing around at his new home while staying out of the crews' way.