That night after dinner, amongst a general jovial attitude over pudding, Captain Bagnell had felt the grave and unprompted need to remind the passengers and crew about the dangerous nature of their mission. Perhaps they'd looked too happy, chatting over spoonfuls of dessert. Or perhaps, Bagnell merely wanted them all to remain on their toes, miserable, and apprehensive. The ship they were traveling on was magically enforced, but it was the only one of its kind. Meaning that if the ship was damaged in any way, they could be stuck. 