"When exactly were you going to kill me? While I was asleep? After we reached Bravos? What?" Jaime demanded.

"It doesn't matter now. I decided not to do it!"

"Convenient that you've decided in time to need my help, isn't it?"

"It's not like that. If the ship sinks, I'm dead anyway. And if I drown chained to you, you'll drown too." She held out the dagger to him, handle first. "Either kill me or help me, because I'm not gonna die by drowning in some fucking shipwreck!"

Wordlessly, Jaime took the knife and set to work on their shackles. Once they were freed he set to work on the door. The room now had several inches of water in it. Sometimes more and sometimes less depending on the motion of the ship. With the door no longer locking them in, the two of them went up the stairs to the deck of the ship.

They waves were high, sweeping over the deck and pulling in anything that wasn't firmly attached to something on the ship. More than half the crew were gone. Those left were clinging to ropes, masts, and whatever rigging they could find. The sky was so dark with clouds and rain, no moon or stars could be seen.

Arya turned to Jaime. "Give me back my knife." She demanded

"A knife isn't going to help you now." He said warily.

"I don't care. I'm not gonna die unarmed."

He realized she was afraid and he doubted that much of anything had the power to scare Arya Stark. "You're not gonna die at all. Come on." He brought her to a coil of rope that was firmly tied to the deck. He then wrapped the rope around her arm starting at the elbow and ending at the wrist. "Hang on to this." Jaime placed the end of the rope in her hand. "This way you can stay on deck as long as possible, save your strength. but you don't want to be tied on if the ship does go down. Just hang on, I'll be right back." He took a few steps away from her, then turned back around and passed her the dagger. She took it without a word.

He came back several minutes later with an ale or wine keg under his arm. "It's empty." He said finding a rope and wrapping it around his arm as Arya's was. "It will float even if the ship goes down, at least give us something to hang onto. " He set it on the deck between them as they prepared for a long night fighting the waves.