“Nice.”
He gets slammed into the wall.
“I told you to prepare”
“I’m alright.”
“ok I think we are in 5th range now”
“…I’m surprised none of our passengers have tried to bomb the plane yet.”
“I see someone following our plane. He appears to have wings”
(Ignore him for now I got plan for grand finale including that guy)
“…isn’t that concerning?”
“Lets just ignore him for now. We are already did half way of distance”
“To the seven seas?”
“Yup”
“Good news! I can now afford a plane ticket.”
“We are in the 5th range of the dark sea.”
“So I dont need to pay?”
“I’m saying that as in “the fact you don’t have a plane ticket is kinda irrelevant due to the fact WE ARE IN A VERY DANGEROUS AREA” alright?”
“Sweet, I dont need to pay for it then.”
oooorrghhh I’m an atlantian I’m gonna get you!!
“…the fishing rod isn’t long enough.”
“Wait, actually.”
Defies physics by casting a seemingly infinite line.
“As long as nothing gets in the way of the line, I can cast it out!”
Arcane Logic.
I’m not a fish!!
WAIT! WAIT I’M NOT A FISH-
(complete sentence)