Alice's "Liberation"

When Duncan and Vana arrived at the aft helm station, Miss Doll was squatting beside the wheel, huddled among a pile of ropes and buckets as she muttered away. Duncan leaned closer and secretly listened for a while, only to discover that the doll was giving the buckets psychological counseling.

The main content of her counseling was, "Although I can't sail a ship, don't panic. After all, I don't really understand sailing either, because I told you I can't sail a ship."

Duncan felt that leaving this doll alone at the helm station had been a mistake. Now, he felt as if the entire ship had become tense.

At that moment, Alice finally noticed Duncan standing nearby. The doll hurriedly stood up from among the buckets and ropes and waved happily. "Captain! You're finally here!"

"Mm." Duncan nodded curtly with a straight face. Ignoring, with utter seriousness, the assorted clutter around them as it moved off the platform in all sorts of bizarre ways, he looked at the doll. "What? Still feeling nervous?"

"A little." Alice nodded somewhat awkwardly, but then a trace of a smile appeared in her eyes. "But I'm much better now! I talked to my friends just now and found that they were pretty nervous too, so I didn't feel as nervous anymore..."

Vana looked at the doll strangely. "...Do you know why they're nervous?"

"No," Alice said, raising her head with complete confidence. "They didn't tell me, but they said they'd stay optimistic."

Vana was dumbfounded. Duncan merely sighed with the expression of someone long accustomed to this, then waved a hand at the doll. "Don't overthink it. There's no need to worry. Goat Head and I will monitor the ship's condition throughout the process. We're having you take the helm only to complete a