Glacia decided to not mention she actually felt sleepy, trait number four hundred and sixty two of being a dragon is a tendency to want to lay down and snooze for long periods of time (Glacias record being five days, which paled in comparison to her brothers two and a half weeks... which were the most peaceful two and a half weeks ever). A cunning plan formed in her head, however.
'Is there some sort of in house movie theater on this ship?' She asked. 'Let's go see a movie, I haven't done that in months.' Cleverly, at least to herself, this was the perfect to excuse to fall asleep... in the dark with no one paying attention to you. Even better if the movie wasn't actually good.
Incendia meanwhile, had found the swimming pool. Now, you would think that a fire breathing dragon would not go well with large bodies of water... and you'd be wrong in this case. For all his little flaws, the orange dragon was a remarkable swimmer.
'Woohoo!' He shouted, doggy paddling like a true champion.
Okay, so maybe not that good... but he was floating, and that's a good sign.