offer me that deathless death

JACK

Grinning - not directly at Flora but grinning nonetheless - as though he'd known just what sort of response his words would provoke, Jack does her one better as she sidles closer to him, stretching an arm around her as they watch the world glide by and the Fangs grow closer. "I noticed. Like the location of some mageglass mines - and a hotspring, apparently," he agrees, and although his returning bounce of his eyebrows is a lot more flat, he does willingly allow himself to be ferried off towards his cabin.

Once they're appropriately prepared for their adventure out into the Fangs (bathing suits, some food, a thermos of coffee and so on), the captain lets out a sharp whistle and prepares the Ark to slow to a descent and a gentle hover. The crew are adept at this by now, aided by a combination of their own and Jack's magic - air to fill and slow the sails as necessary, water to strip away any ice forming and keep the canvas limber, and of course the captain's good old telepathy to be able to tell where everyone is and where there might be problems.

The result is that Flora won't have to wait too long at all before they're tossing the rope ladder over the side of the ship for them to descend to the outskirts of the Fangs. "You ready?" Jack nods to her.

you are a quiet god
and your hunger is cavernous

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!