Thank fuck. Dorian can't help but let out a small sigh of relief as he sees Mahir's message. It's barely ten minutes later before he responds,

If one more person asks me to take their Instagram photo, I'm going to throw their phone into the sea.
The cruise ship made sense. We went from one boat to another. I can't find even a tenuous connection between a ship in the frozen Arctic wasteland and #nofilter.