Casualty Reports.
While Flint's team was waiting for team two, three of his companions were speaking.
"That was close, reminded me of this one time in New Caledonia." Shipwreck said.
"You can say dat again, homme. Thanks fer da save, Lady-Jaye." Gung-Ho said next, patting her on the back.
"Oh, don't thank me; thank Bridget for her sacrifice." She told him before saying something they couldn't hear.
"Uh, who's...?" Gung-Ho asked before realizing. "You seriously did dat, i thought Rock was just pullin' mah leg."
"No sirree; she told me about them on the way here, all 38 of them." Shipwreck explained in a tired voice.
"That's right, like Arnie the air pocket, Gary the grenade, Henry the hook, Homer the beacon, Ned the net, Tasha the torch..." She said, while Shipwreck groaned and Gung-Ho stared.
"Ship'?"
"Yeah?"
"Think we can still catch up to dem giants down there?"
"...Heads or tails?"
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