She would recieve a few greetings as people passed, welcoming her to the ship, but no mention of her current impalement. "See? They couldn't care less what I do with you."
He chuckled, sliding slowly out of her. "I'll get you some warmer clothing next time we make port." He smiled, getting out a shirt and pants for her. "Don't worry, most of the way to the galley is belowdecks."