It's when she visits Tauva that she sees the one familiar face on the ship--Johnny Summer, in his white dinner jacket, smoking one of his signature black cigarettes. He startles when he recognizes her, eyes raking up and down her quickly.

"Crabb! You're a sight for sore eyes. Is...has anyone else arrived? Madame Ferrier? Ducky? ...Mimley?"

That last is an odd mix of hopeful and almost...guilty?

"I've been here for, what, over a month now. Six weeks, perhaps."