He perks up slightly at that, eyes widening slightly. "Springs. I mean... hot springs are fine. I can't remember the last time I got to bathe with actual water." Sonic freshers had nothing on running hot water, and Cal has no desire to set foot on a ship yet. Tight metal walls on every side of him, with only one exit?

Merrin was right to be cautious in that regard.

Cal nods and takes her hand and pulls himself up, still unsteady and unbalanced; grateful for the help. He feels weak, like a baby boggling - but the metaphor isn't completely far off given he's just been pulled out of a two year nightmare. Awake, the cool air on his skin, the crunch of dirt under his feet. Even the air in his lungs feel different than it did only a matter of minutes ago. He's seeing the red sky of Dathomir through new eyes, and Merrin... he swallows.

She's obviously important to him, and he recalls some of their adventures together and that he feels some kind of way, but what were they? Did they meet here? Should he ask her?

"Lead the way."