Hanging on for dear life, trying not to let her hands slip on the algae coated across the metallic surface, Bee slowly began to climb up the anchor's chain. One foot at a time. Reach, grab, foot. Reach, grab foot. Then, once she reached the very top and managed to clamber onto the deck she looked around to see if anyone had seen her get on. Sighing with relief she wiped her brow. "That was too close..." she muttered to no one in particular. Finally, she straightened out her makeshift dress before hurrying into the ship to get something to eat.