You seriously flew on one of these things. [Blake can't tell whether or not Jayden is screwing with him.]
[Personally, Blake wouldn't trust any of these things not to think it would be fun to drop him in a volcano. Do they have volcanoes around here? Probably.]
[Oh, a fire horse, that's much more sane and reliable.]
[Blake looks at the little orange chicken.] That bird couldn't carry a twig.
[The Munna squirms around under Blake's arm. He sets her down on the table and gives her a firm look.] Stay, Mark Wahlberg.
[He keeps an eye on it. Weird little thing floats off as much as the turnip. For the moment, it sticks around and turns its dark pink eyes on Jayden.]
[If Jayden listens, in his head he might hear a small, tentative]
(hello)
[Blake's looking up at the big Chinese-style tower that looms over the town]
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[Personally, Blake wouldn't trust any of these things not to think it would be fun to drop him in a volcano. Do they have volcanoes around here? Probably.]
[Oh, a fire horse, that's much more sane and reliable.]
[Blake looks at the little orange chicken.] That bird couldn't carry a twig.
[The Munna squirms around under Blake's arm. He sets her down on the table and gives her a firm look.] Stay, Mark Wahlberg.
[He keeps an eye on it. Weird little thing floats off as much as the turnip. For the moment, it sticks around and turns its dark pink eyes on Jayden.]
[If Jayden listens, in his head he might hear a small, tentative]
(hello)
[Blake's looking up at the big Chinese-style tower that looms over the town]
Weird-ass city planning they got around here.