[Ja'far follows like the world's most irate duckling. He's not opposed to finding something to eat, but if weird food is Sinbad's idea of mind-blowing adventure, it looks like he's going to have to kill him sooner rather than later.]
Tch. The sea is RIGHT OVER THERE. Can't you smell it?
[He gestures irritably towards the harbor. He's got his face bandaged up and even he can tell their in a port town.]
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Tch. The sea is RIGHT OVER THERE. Can't you smell it?
[He gestures irritably towards the harbor. He's got his face bandaged up and even he can tell their in a port town.]