It could be said that Bianchi was slightly crazy. The idea of calling creatures the size of a Tokyo high rise did not appear to even register mild worry in those limpid eyes. As a matter of fact her mind was on how nice it would be if she could have brought her large fillet knife just to take a little chunk out of one. They were big enough, they'd barely feel it, like a prick from a thorn. It was only the tiniest concern for the crew that harbored her currently that kept her from running below deck to grab it now.

"I'm ready to begin." She announced, straightening and scanning the horizon before looking back at Brooke. "Whenever you are, Brooke the Bard.