Typical nonsense. I did get to create a makeshift gunpowder bomb and blow a hole in the hull of their ship. [that's a weirdly fond memory. it did lead to losing his fucking cane though, and he liked that one. now it's just rotting in the sea somewhere. ah, more about the crab thing, but he has to nod heartily to that.] Ugh, the smells. At least the blisters are gone now, those were particularly heinous and get a place on this theoretical wall.

[he thinks he might actually start one, though likely by placing a piece of paper on one of the walls when pal is away so he has something amusing to return to. surprises in this place rarely seem to be fun and harmless.

and he's moving again. viktor's lips quirk in private amusement, more so when the small boat idea also gets interest. his chest again.] If it helps sell them Rio is a big fan. She would chase them down the water for hours and bring them back to be wound up again when they stopped.