She paused, her gaze boring into him. "There's only one ship that has successfully crossed that ocean that I know of." She gestured around the cabin. "And that ship is this one. The Tidebreaker."
Silence stretched between them. Vara stared at Finn as if waiting for his rebuttal.
He simply smiled.
Then his entire demeanor changed. The casual, playful air evaporated, replaced by something more dangerous. More real. He walked calmly to the seat opposite Vara and sat down, meeting her eyes like an equal rather than someone being questioned.
"I apologize," he said, his tone formal now. "But people like me must always be cautious."
He leaned forward slightly. "The fact that you can point out, from your own words, that only the Tidebreaker has successfully crossed the ocean separating the two continents... means you definitely know about 'that place.'"
Behind him, Slick Jones shifted on his feet, tension radiating from him.
But Vara simply stared without reaction.
