[ Considering that Wolfwood has no weapons with him save his two hands, he thinks he's doing pretty well. There's clearly no way that he can kill this thing with it being over three times his size and made of pure rock, but he's dexterous enough that he'd hopped onto its back like an oversized raccoon and tried to grab the flowers so he could get out of here.
He was making good progress until one of the goats got him in the stomach.
And now some teenager is playing at being his hero. ]
Just peachy.
[ He blinks at her, peering below them to see how exactly she's in the air. ]
You're flyin', right? You wanna drop me back on top of that thing?
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He was making good progress until one of the goats got him in the stomach.
And now some teenager is playing at being his hero. ]
Just peachy.
[ He blinks at her, peering below them to see how exactly she's in the air. ]
You're flyin', right? You wanna drop me back on top of that thing?