The Great Sael Adventure 1

The Commodore looks off into the distance, hair blowing in the soft, humid wind. He says,

"Excellent choice."

You spend the night in your respective quarters and greet the dawn... separately.

You proceed with sights locked on Antarctica.

As you pass a beautiful island, the Commodore suggests that it might be nice to stop to gather fresh fruit and admire the local fauna from afar.

What do you say?