[....Aaaaand Constantine comes right back down onto the deck, miserable and soaked. He runs a hand through his hair, trying to keep saltwater out of his eyes.]
Eight arms, if what little we saw's consistent.
[He seems...less concerned than he should be that he just literally walked off the ship and got flung back with a spout of water.]
Unless the whales here happen to have tentacles, as well.
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Eight arms, if what little we saw's consistent.
[He seems...less concerned than he should be that he just literally walked off the ship and got flung back with a spout of water.]
Unless the whales here happen to have tentacles, as well.