[He just spends a lot of time being anxious. They could be back on the ship and she could find him sitting next to Marc and he'd still be worrying his lip blabbering on about something else. She'll get used to it.]

Okay. [Just as well the young adults don't need any help because he's no longer a young adult and he definitely needs help.]

Blue cabins? [He follows her line of sight over his own shoulder and spots the cabins. Then he looks to where she had come from and sure enough, they're in red cabins.]

Oh, that's cute. We split up into teams. [The thought that maybe only one team is going to make it out of here or anything like that has obviously not at all crossed Steven's mind.]

Red's alright. I suppose blue is more his colour... Chicago Cubs and all. [He'll start heading towards the blue cabins and see if he can find Marc that way.]