[hr][h1][b][i][color=6666FF][center]Demetri Rowan Howell[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/767506867014074378/Screenshot_20201018-175719_Instagram.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=6666FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Ship
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Demetri looked towards Leda as she commented on what he'd said. He hadn't meant it to be out loud, just a thought that made its way forward in the moment of things. [Color=6666FF]"Last time i was taken flying i spent it as a snake, coiled up around someone's leg and away from view. Just gotta hope whoever I choose is right for the job of [i]not[/i] falling off."[/color] A part of him wanted to stay wrapped up in the rigging, safe from falling, another wanted to leave as soon as they were dismissed to relax until landfall. Jason seemed to be genuinely concerned which was a nice turn of pace. It was always a good feeling to see someone actually care for you in some manner or another. 

Finally deciding, Demetri let go of the rope, tentatively standing still as he checked the sturdiness of the ship before walking away from the edge. [Color=6666FF]"Trust me, I know how lucky I was to grab hold of something. Seems someone somewhere is watching out for me. [i]Definitely[/i] a reassuring feeling. Anyways I'm heading to my room, had enough of open spaces for a lifetime. At least those that are up in the air that is."[/color] He walked passed Jason, patting him on the shoulder like a friend saying goodbye before Demetri made his way into his quarters and laid in bed waiting for them to land.