Stephen kept one hand firmly on the side of the boat. It had managed to get on the water without him ending up soaked... but there was a long way yet to go. Falling in water? Still entirely possible.

His pale eyes darted about, taking in every sight he could. The solemnity of the others had affected him. At the very least, he was willing to accept that Sparrow took this to be a serious hunt, and he would conduct himself as if it were just that.