Vikent bolsters morale with his performance, and not a one of the crew looks like they are going to eat you, not even the Minotaur that looks dressed to adventure.
"Pure brute strength," says a gnome beside Vikent, "The sheer force of the ship moving along with the angle of the blades make the ship cut right through ice, now if you should stop for too long, the ice would just freeze up around the ship and that would be bad, yep bad, bad, bad, so we wouldn't want to do that, we must keep moving, hence why we would drop you off and head back out to open sea, otherwise we'd have to swim back, which is improbable because no of us could swim that far, maybe if we jump on the minotaur over there and just float on him we'd make it, but I'd have to do some calculations on that, yes indeed..."
The gnome was away doing calculations out loud as he does.