It's hard not to get a little boost from the team spirit of it all, huh. Despite the uncertainty of the situation, the rain in her face and the wind whipping around the ship, Lucretia can't help but feel a little burst of wild excitement anyway and if there wasn't such a large chance of their getting smashed to pieces on some distant shoreline she might even whoop aloud. It's better than feeling scared. Then again, she hasn't felt truly scared since she spent that year alone. This action stuff doesn't get to her anymore; she's seen worse. Instead of shutting down, Lucretia has learned to step up.

Good thing too, because the ship is showing absolutely no signs of stopping. The cliff that looms up out of the darkness at them has her throwing her arms up, ready to prepare a spell, but Lup pulls and the boat shifts out of the way with a horrible creaking sound.

"I don't know!" The accelerator is the sail, right, so it should stand to reason that it also functions as the brake. Lucretia makes it back to the mast, manages to avoid the boom sweeping over the top of her, and reaches for the rope to try and collapse the sail again. It's hard work. The whole boat feels like its come alive with the storm and is wrestling against her every inch of the way.

"We might have to jump!" Would jumping into the water at this kind of speed be advisable?? Lucretia's trying to do hasty calculations in her head to try figure it out but there's a lot going on right now. She could at least shield them from the worst of the damage...