Oceanis. Sun Odyssey. Haven. Mediterranean Star. Ben wonders whether it's Aaron's selection, or whether these sailing yachts really all bear names as clichéd as that. Either way, the Sun Odyssey is a pretty boat, monohull with a wooden deck, a cozy saloon and an aft swim platform, three cabins. Based in Ajaccio, Corsica, she comes without a crew. They don't need a crew; they don't need prying eyes trying to catch bits and pieces that were never intended for outsiders. In between Jake and Ben, they should be able to coordinate themselves. -- As has become his habit, Ben stalls in his use of the showers after practice. Jake tells him he's being ridiculous, that most of the others have stopped giving a shit, but the implied admission that some of them do makes Ben ignore Jake's words. Ben isn't naive; he catches Max' half-whispered jeers, and while Serge never says anything, he's clearly uncomfortable with his assigned locker being right opposite Ben's spot.
