you're quicksand

"Oh, gods no. I mean, probably not. I know how to work a ship, but I have no idea what's powering this thing, or keeping it in the air." Ronin shrugs, as if not particularly bothered by this turn of events. They're still flying right now, aren't they? Still, the Star lets out an exaggerated groan at Tobi's repeated insistence on not going dream-walking with him. How boring. Know what isn't boring, though? When she shifts into a giant, fluffy dog and Ronin is no longer drunk and punctured by a spear. Now able to fully appreciate the canine, he grins to see her return with the wine, nodding his approval. What he doesn't expect or approve of, though, is her decision to grab at the wheel. "Whoa--!" He calls out sharply as the ship is yanked to one side, sending them careening back towards the cliffs. A sharp gust of wind snatches them, and suddenly it's a fight not to wreck the ship against the crags and sharp points. "NOT a good idea!" he tells Tobi, fighting to get the wheel back under control and hissing out a curse as one of the sails is snagged by a rocky overhang. TALIESIN they said it's all been done but they haven't seen the best of me