[He might have noticed the child hiding on the ship. He might not have. Luca had gotten caught...again, but when he'd been dragged to the lower decks he'd managed to slip away and run back up here, sneaking onto the upper deck just in time to see...that. He'd been planning to jump overboard and swim off, but now he just stares, petrified, and whimpers. On the bright side, at least Luca had been here long enough to retrieve his seaweed shorts from his pack before he'd swum back out to sea, though at that point it's the farthest thing from his mind.]