>>5672432>>5672435You just sit back and enjoy the cruise, feeding some of your dwindling supply of treats to Wattrel as he perches on your shoulder.
You're wary of another attempted ambush, but either the whatever Team Green members are on the boat have some twisted code of honour about being in-uniform or not, or they're not game enough to try after the island.
It's an uneventful trip back to Saltcoast and after returning the saddle you borrowed for Rascal, you catch a taxi back to the gym and make it back around late afternoon.
Blessedly, there's not a bunch of Team Green waiting to ambush you.
Mike however, is.
"What kept you, faggot?" He asks incredulously.
>Long story.>Wait, you mean there was no news about Team Green.>Other 