[He thumbs his nose at your computer clocking, good miss. Eventually, once there's more distance, less magic he can't return to Noir ten times over and more food in his belly he might reflect on his own mistakes (and triumphs, there were those, he will swear by it), but for now Nora's just taking it out on everything around him since. The enemy is kind of way the fuck out there.

He kind of looks between Aigis and the stormy sea a few times, dubiously, like he's trying to figure out how she walked on the ocean floor because like--]

You walked on the bottom of the ocean?? How would you not sink a boat in the first place? [their boat was probably big enough to hold her, but is she really going to float in a rowboat, that's his question here] Besides, we just happened to get assigned to the damn ship. By the time we get there with your plan they could've sunk the entire fleet already.

[... which isn't a yes or a no. Because now he's pacing up and down at the edge of the water, squinting balefully into the rain and not seeing shit.]