Oh, thank God.  Jin wasn't married, and the ship wasn't her husbands, but her own.  If it even really existed, that was.

"I was thinking it might have been your husbands," Amelia easily explained.  "But you say it's your own, which is very impressive.  I've never been on a ship, but since coming to Whitby I've seen many come and go."

Amelia was a bit curious about them, but she'd never had the courage to go to the docks and ask someone for a tour.

"How did you come to own it yourself, anyway?  I imagine ships are very expensive, but - well, how big is your ship anyway?  Is it, like, a ship, or a fishing boat?"

At a junction in the road, Amelia took a turn and gestured again for Jin to follow.  Further down this street was her home, their destination, where her father was resting.  She'd have to ask her companion to not make too much noise so as not to wake him once they arrived.