"'s usually how that works," Zavros agreed. "Larger boats can't get too far in the smaller waters here. They'd tear 'emselves apart if they tried." His own maritime experience was rather shallow, but enough boats passed by - and enough got into accidents - that Zavros was fairly confident about what he was talking about. Hells, even the smaller vessels could get themselves in trouble, even for something they were designed to do.<br/><br/>Discounting the nagging feeling that he somehow knew Mouse - a feeling that utterly refused to go away - he lumbered alongside Mouse to get a better look of their surroundings. He admittedly made a hash of climbing - he was never any good at it. But his height and strength were enough for him to eventually lumber up to the height with the young woman.<br/><br/>"Well, can't say I've ever had reason to be this way over," he muttered. It still felt very odd to not sweat, or be gasping for air. He glanced towards the distance, hoping to get a better idea of where they there. Plenty of villages he'd never visited, but he knew the lay of the land decently enough...