Mikey snickered and shook his head. "I wish I was as hopeful as you, Jenso," Mikey groaned, "you go in without any real plans and just kind of.. Get shit done. I could never be that kind of guy, no matter how much I lie to myself and put on a grand persona. But, seriously. It makes me think that..." Mikey paused and looked at his hands for a moment.

	"That you... That you just keep getting really fucking lucky.." He looked at Jenso for a moment, and then looked away, in the direction they were headed. There was a small, or rather, giant floating castle-like structure over the ocean, surrounded by several mountains that peaked out of the water. "if that's all there is to it, then that luck is gonna run out eventually."