"All sorts of plantlife. Some familiar enough, others not so. No beasts... other than a few days where plantkin-like ones were running around. They're all scattered into debris now. That said, don't allow any sort of seeds to get onto your skin. ... I've seen a plant that grew out of someone's arm."

No thank you, not for him. "It seems that the dead are restless on this ship as well, as there have been days where spirits have been encountered, clearly in the past and mostly acting as if we don't really exist. A few have conversed with some, though I haven't had that experience." And... the coming back from the dead thing he mentioned earlier.

"The other passengers are agreeable, as far as I've encountered. There's always the chance of someone who wants to stir up trouble arriving, but we've been fortunate so far. Most come from places where aether or an equivalent is non-existent, so they either use something else to fuel their magicks or don't use it at all."