It does take some getting used to. After the first few bouts of sea-sickness, you learn to find your sea-legs and make the world steady. It isn't for every one.

[A suggestive smirk forms on the corner of her lips, raising an eyebrow on the same side as she looks into the Doctor's eyes once more.]

An insatiable thirst for adventure, a lack of concern for death and knowing that at any moment your candle could be snuffed out, a desire to fill your lungs with salt and your stomach with worry.. It's an item list of what it takes to make it out there.

Tell me, Doctor, do you ever thirst for adventure? Does danger beat upon your back like the rising sun?