ah'll tell ya, ships be mighty reticent creatures, they are. they don't jus' gabber away their secrets, no sir, they keep 'em locked up tighter'n a jug of moonshine on sunday. now, if one was to withdraw from makin' hasty conclusions 'bout these grand vessels, they might just find that the sea herself's got her own way of communicatin', pre-installed like the silence between waves. to truly understand 'em, ya gotta reinitiate yer sense of wonder, let it guide ya past bein' reticent, and into the vast, whisperin' blue.