Blythe laughs from the ship's controls when he sees the red bow--Greytrail always takes things too far, but at least when he does, it's hilarious. He laughs so hard that his hand slips on the controls, and the airship gently bonks the house being looted, crumbling a little section of roof. Blythe mutters, "Sorry, sorry." he straightens it up, but roof tiles fall, smacking the ship unpleasantly, and he adjusts the wheel to fix that, too, struggling to keep this crazy thing straight.<br/><br/>He yells out the nearest window, "Find me something fun, Greytrail! Or even a hot guy or chick! Little boobs or big balls, either way! And hurry up, we don't have a lot of time! Focus on loot!"<br/><br/>Unfortunately, the roar of the engine overpowers most of Blythe's voice, so all the dashing fellow pirates hear from the navigator is, "Little boobs! Hurry up!"