[ she tilts her head towards the kitchen, leading anya there for a brief hydration stop before she dares to venture back out onto the shore. luckily, norrington still keeps the cups in the same place. ]

Just us. And as for the how? Who really knows. It's not a case of them getting out as it is them just...being sent. It feels a little like a lottery. Unpredictable. Messy. But...[ -- sigh ] I'm dead certain he'd be kicking himself for missing you.