I think I can manage being collateral damage
"Antiseptic is a very useful antiseptic tool." Everest counters with a sly raise of his brows. Nevertheless he chuckles under his breath as Isla fills her flask. "You would think that, but I've also seen a man from Torchline trying to fight the sea for taking his money, so.." Letting his smile curl into one of amused skepticism, the aviator shakes his head as he happily takes Isla's arm.
"My father and I used to do that when I was younger. He didn't like crowded places and neither did I so we didn't do it from the skyport itself, but before Stormbreak was up in the clouds there were lots of places you could sit away from the city and still see them." It's one of the nerdiest things a boy and his father could do, and so of course it was precisely up Finn and Ever's alley. They'd sit in silence, marking down the ships they saw and the flags they raised, comparing notes afterward to check their accuracy.
Now, mildly more level-headed thanks to Dahlia, as he and Isla tuck themselves onto their picnic basket, the aviator is capable of carrying on a conversation as he glances at the ships. "I wonder how much skyship piloting would transfer to actual ships." He murmurs, glancing at Isla and lifting his eyebrows until they were visible above the rim of his sunglasses. "I think there's something nice about sailing on the sea."
"My father and I used to do that when I was younger. He didn't like crowded places and neither did I so we didn't do it from the skyport itself, but before Stormbreak was up in the clouds there were lots of places you could sit away from the city and still see them." It's one of the nerdiest things a boy and his father could do, and so of course it was precisely up Finn and Ever's alley. They'd sit in silence, marking down the ships they saw and the flags they raised, comparing notes afterward to check their accuracy.
Now, mildly more level-headed thanks to Dahlia, as he and Isla tuck themselves onto their picnic basket, the aviator is capable of carrying on a conversation as he glances at the ships. "I wonder how much skyship piloting would transfer to actual ships." He murmurs, glancing at Isla and lifting his eyebrows until they were visible above the rim of his sunglasses. "I think there's something nice about sailing on the sea."
Even if I had to lose you to know you I'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
