The grim thought also crosses his mind, there are stories of people surviving from incredible heights - but they were one in a billion exceptions, and always gravely injured, but he doesn't voice it out loud. "Only thing offloading ballast would do is try to take anyone below with them,"

Kneeling, he pulls cloth away from some crates, frowning as he examines the lettering stamped. "Can you read what this is? The word does not look familiar to me," He's been getting better at reading the local language, but there were some words that clearly escaped his purview. "At least it doesn't smell like there's anything flammable that's spilled out," fires on ships were always bad news.