[ Over there. Alright, noted. Ed's usually good with direction, but he knows jack shit about this place and the stars also don't look right. They're a little off, like a painting that's been traced askew.
He could use a map. And a compass. ]
Oh, no, that was—the bird thing was magic, I just, I hadn't ever seen a thing like it for, I dunno, my entire life. It's rare, is what I'm saying. [ But this magic here sounds as though it's common, just something you pull out of your pocket like a napkin when you need it.
As for the coat, that's a solid question. ] Well, according to Stede—that's my friend—the crew lost their shit when he took it aboard and then he got rid of it. [ Did he mention he was an innkeeper? He did, but apparently innkeepers have ships and crews. ] Yeah, he didn't exactly give me the full story, we were...
[ Distracted? Kissing? Having a nice time holding hands? Ed trails off, wistful and rapidly descending back into Moping. ]
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He could use a map. And a compass. ]
Oh, no, that was—the bird thing was magic, I just, I hadn't ever seen a thing like it for, I dunno, my entire life. It's rare, is what I'm saying. [ But this magic here sounds as though it's common, just something you pull out of your pocket like a napkin when you need it.
As for the coat, that's a solid question. ] Well, according to Stede—that's my friend—the crew lost their shit when he took it aboard and then he got rid of it. [ Did he mention he was an innkeeper? He did, but apparently innkeepers have ships and crews. ] Yeah, he didn't exactly give me the full story, we were...
[ Distracted? Kissing? Having a nice time holding hands? Ed trails off, wistful and rapidly descending back into Moping. ]