Saul heard Daggron chuckling and wondered what it was all about. He shrugged again. He didn't care what the fool thought, he hadn't proven his worth to Saul in any other way other than providing a boat to take them to... who knows where. (Where exactly are we headed again?) he asked his Shadow.
(We're goin' to tha Devil Shrine in the southern seas. Ya ever hear about tha Isle? That's where tha Chosen Ones hafta go. They kinda correspond to each other in that we go there to have everythin' explained and/or get told what it is we hafta do next. It's like our command center of sorts, y'know? So this Daggron fella knew that and got a boat to take ya there. Swell guy, ain't he?) Saul smirked. (What? Pfft, so he's got a boat. He's trying to assume command over this ragtag group just because he stole a boat. If there's any one thing I hate more than any other thing, it's someone assuming they can boss me around. If he'd come like a comrade, greeting us and getting to know us and saying "oh, hey, I've gotta boat, we should go to the shrine sometime soon," I'd have been okay. But no, instead he marches in, scowls at us, tells us to go to the harbor, calls us "lazy," and storms off like a spoiled child. It's going to take some convincing for me to like him ever. On an unrelated note... Everyone's starting to believe that little thing I said about being family. I just said it to make that little scared girl stop crying. But now... I'm starting to believe it too.) The shadow shrugged. (It is what it is. You guys and gals are more or less family now, you got your souls from tha same guy, you got us, and no one else does... Yeah, you could say you're family. But if anyone tries to run off and do all that good crap, you take 'em out, y'hear? I like your little setup ya got goin' with this "cult" stuff you started. Dat's gonna be helpful down tha line, if we gotta travel through town again. Yeah... real nice, heh!)