The crew members were gobsmacked. They stared at Vara in utter terror like she had lost her mind.
"You... you're mad," someone whispered hoarsely. "Captain, you want us to sail into that?"
"That's suicide!"
"We'll all die!"
Vara's expression remained firm. "My great-grandfather sailed there. He entered that wall and returned. Everything I've studied, every chart, every calculation… it all led here." She paused, then continued in an almost reverent tone. "I didn't fully believe it existed until now. But seeing it..." She gestured at the impossibility before them. "Now I know he wasn't mad. Now I know it's real."
Finn frowned slightly at her words. For a second he was almost convinced that she genuinely hadn't known this place existed until this very moment. But then he remembered the meticulous detail of her charts, her precise calculations, the confidence with which she'd navigated these impossible waters.
