'course I am. [He walks back towards their things, and the short waterfall not far off from it. Luckily he has his scroll up here - the one Davis was in. He'd needed his body to... you know... determine the dimensions he needed to make his coffin in. So it won't be hard to pack up.] You'd push me off a cliff if it rains and I start smelling like a wet dog, right?
[Action, September 8th]