Nothing to do but ride the storm, and try to keep the ship together and all the crew on board and the elements try their best to tear them apart. Orders are shouted but not heard, prayers are gasped to half a dozen dieties. It is all they can do to keep themselves upright.

At more than one point, Archie has to grab a sailor that's missed his footing and slipped. Once it is him that needs to be hauled upright. Wellard ought to be proud of the job he did mending the sails, they're holding. Holding.