Dabi's normally one to want to gather information about people or places that are part of his ambitions. But in a place like Trench, where survival is the only real goal, there's no need to dig into the history of this world. Far more useful to explore around and find resources he can use to continue existing. Thus the discovery in this ship so far is nothing to him.

"Ya better have somethin to carry them in." Lugging them around in the hammocks isn't the best option, considering they're so old, rotten, and torn, they'd likely do little more than rip apart. Lugging the chest of them around is one way. Dabi half walks, half swims up the steps to the floor above them.

Following after the other man, he shadows his arrival at the cabin door, looking around the frame to inspect inside. It's dark in there... so he sticks an arm in and ignites a burst of flame. The jet of blue lances out in a sudden flare, but it lasts for little more than a second before the water snuffs it out immediately. Nothing goes swimming out at them or away, so...

"Got a better light?"