Sunlight reflects off the brass compass, and a red scarf flutters toward the halyards. Haegang leaps two steps across the deck and stops in front of the clipboard. While he scratches a small scar above his left eyebrow, a few blue dots on the back of his hand are revealed from under his sleeve.
He glances toward the wheelhouse and folds up the practice sheet, which doesn't have an authorization mark yet. Instead, he places two pencils horizontally across the nautical chart to keep it from blowing away in the wind.