"She clutched the side of the table with her free hand as the ship rolled again."Whew, now I know why people have cringed when I mentioned I was cross...ng on the ferry. Is it always like this?" she asked."Nope. Sometimes it's worse," he grinned. "Don't worry, we'll soon be in Wellington Harbour. It's much calmer there." God I hope I don't die before then." Her face paling further, she held the coffee cup in one hand spilling a little as she brought it to her mouth. She sipped at the scolding. She decided to stop, and rest for a bit, and sat on a large boulder, and pulled out a bottle of cold water, and a sandwich she had packed. She also had some nuts, and sunflower seeds, and while it was illegal to feed the wildlife in the National Parks she couldn't help but share a few seeds with a friendly little chipmunk that had come to keep her company. As she ate, she meditated about her life, since the loss of her beloved husband. He was such an amazing man, she had loved him deeply,. “Disguise?” I mused.“Disguise?” Arch enquired.“Lot of the more old fashioned Mages wear those silly robes and cloaks. Pull on a mask and mingle at the edges until people leave and slip out with them,” I said.“Bit basic, but eminently possible I guess,” Thea agreed. “Most of our security is based on keeping Mages out, not in.”“Do we record comings and goings as in teleports out?” Róisín asked.“None were made during our initial scan, but there have been several in the last few minutes,” Thea said. "Brenda put her arm around Carol's shoulders and asked if there was any reason that this should not be the case. Carol responded by sobbing and saying that she was sorry for sounding so bitchy but she was upset about the events of yesterday. In particular, she objected to her having been subjected to having oral sex with me.In a very firm voice Brenda pointed out that although she may have done things to her, I certainly hadn't done anything of my own volition.Carol was still upset until Brenda.