Mark smiled as she sat there. "Harwell, ma'am, Mark Harwell. Whitby harbour master and Lifeboat captain." He handed her the glass of lemonade "drink this slowly. It will help with the nausea. And the water with the heat. You looked like you were about to throw up or collapse. Judging by the way you hold your stomach id say your with child. How far along are you?"

He knew who she was but didn't reveal that just yet. He sat across from her and took a drink from his pint on the table. "Even that smell catches out some of the sturdy seamen. Your better to breath through your mouth when near here.

He held his hand up "rest. Catch your breath and ill walk with you to where ever you are going and make sure you get there ok"