all islands in a common sea

JACK

The trip back from the Greatwood and into Kaiholo is a largely uneventful one, despite one of the three Marin triplets camping out in his cabin until he'd managed to put his mind back together. All appears back to normal and in good order now - though Jack has heard Murphy barking orders at Bassian to demand he stop wearing his Ludo costume whilst completing his daily duties - and they kiss the marina from the sky and ease gently into their berth to put down anchor shortly before noon.

Between Ludo's Woods and his time dipping in and out of King's End, it's actually been a fair while since Jack has had the opportunity to get a feel for Kaiholo, and so as the crew start to unload cargo and take stock of supplies and get some shore leave in, the captain is actually one of the first off the gangplank.

The breeze coming off the Arclight is getting cooler by the day, and that suits Jack just fine; he turns up the collar on his Kingmaker Coat and drifts along the boardwalk amid dockworkers, shanty stalls and other ships, hands in his pockets, magic outreaching for anything interesting. And if his eye is tracking the ships as he walks by in case of a familiar butterfly coloured sail, well, that's just coincidence.

you're the last of a dying breed; write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me

Code stolen from Queen Sky