Underwood (Editing)

"It was the first time she was able to absorb the outside during the day without being rushed to a new location. It felt so warm, like she was wrapped in a blanket. She walked to the edge of the ship to see the ocean. Unlike during the night where it was ominous and scary, during the day the ocean was large; it was scary in another way
'You're alone,' it seemed to say.
"Yes," Tina sighed, but in her head something told her 'no.' "Maybe," she mumbled, closing her eyes. Without sight controlling her senses, her ability to hear and smell increased. It smelled salty; she did not care for that scent. On the other hand, she enjoyed the slight sound of the waves splashing against the ship or crashing into each other.
Everything was calm, but Tina felt that the movies told the truth when they showed how fast it could turn into a storm. Tina looked out into the distance, trying to find the dark clouds that would bring a dramatic change to the sky. The sky didn't change, as if to assure her that she was safe, for now."