No, Jigano admitted with an internal sigh, wishing that they'd had a better plan before heading off on this adventure. Let's find out...
He flapped up higher to reach Sam, circling the bookmaker where he sat on Remi's back and cawing to get his attention before twisting his clever raven's tongue to human words. "Bones!" croaked the white raven above the misty gorge, undoubtedly a gothic poet's coke dream in that moment. "Number?" He might have been able to do better if they'd been perched serenely on the ground, but in flight it was the best he could muster. He focused on Sam, sharp blue eyes never leaving his friend as he glided around him, leaving Remi to watch the cleft below and warn them of impending company of the potentially angry and lethal - or at least, the very hungry - kind.
He flapped up higher to reach Sam, circling the bookmaker where he sat on Remi's back and cawing to get his attention before twisting his clever raven's tongue to human words. "Bones!" croaked the white raven above the misty gorge, undoubtedly a gothic poet's coke dream in that moment. "Number?" He might have been able to do better if they'd been perched serenely on the ground, but in flight it was the best he could muster. He focused on Sam, sharp blue eyes never leaving his friend as he glided around him, leaving Remi to watch the cleft below and warn them of impending company of the potentially angry and lethal - or at least, the very hungry - kind.
