down by the bay

Sakana wasn't a fighter, but they weren't so flush on able bodies that he would just sit back and hope enough showed up to do their part, it would also be important information for him to have, where they were going, what supplies he would need to have on hand. He wasn't above getting his paws dirty if required... But as he approached the gathering... Oh shit. He realised his services might be required before they had even left the island. He made no secret of the way his eyes darted back and forth from Modesty, to Jael and back, reclining back to lounge sphinx-like, here if he was needed, here if he wasn't.

“Speech”