"Somehow we always manage," he teases cheekily. It's no small feat, given the difference in size. Not lingering in the thought, he follows her forward and looks up.

"Holy fuck, Fireball. A room with a fuckin' view." For a long moment, he just enjoys the sight. It's a soothing view; his cabin doesn't even have a window. But then another thought comes to mind, so obviously, he must beg the question.

"Which one'a us gets ta look at it first?" AKA: who's on top?