carry your baggage up my street

there exists a tipping point between gods and monsters

Listen, a few eyefuls are enough, and in fairness to Jack, he can ogle her ass whenever he likes, so it's not too great a loss that Flora has become adept at climbing onto the ship this way. Still, he's close behind, and they hop back onto the deck much to the relief of the crew (who had seen the trees rustling and heard the giant bellowing if not the action in any detail). "Just 'cause I know why doesn't mean I'll be any happier 'bout it," he mutters, brushing off his clothes and reaching out to assist in hauling the ladder back up.

"Well, that was dangerous and unnecessary," he says once they're ready to fly once more. "At least I can check this one off on my list of places I never wanna see again. Where to next?" He has a feeling it'll be more Halo, but y'know, whatever. As long as it's not this fucking forest.