[It's a heavy choice, to sacrifice the ship and hope to evade discovery, or to risk everything to try to save everything. He cards a hand through his hair, and lets out a deep breath.]

Fuck it, we're probably going to die anyway. I might as well go knowing that that bastard Isaac is fucking bewildered wondering where we disappeared to. I hope you're not claustrophobic.

[The crew begins securing everything on deck, save for the decoy lifeboat.]

Come with me. I'll show you where to make the holes, and you can put that freakish strength to good use.

[It's the path that, if a miracle happens and everything goes to plan, sacrifices the least. One life boat, one crewman wearing a borrowed sash and Hector's captain's hat, a mer-creature to pull the boat, and a bundle of blankets that, in the darkness, could theoretically conceal a wolf. The sight wouldn't fool Isaac, but it might fool the monstrous eyes that carry their report back to him.]