Think we're just savin' the ship. Probably screw up the glass if they hit us. Then we'd get sucked out there and drown or somethin'.

[She's less interested in the task of leading the whales away and more just playing, seeing what she can make the decoy do. She rubs at her ear absently, glancing at him sideways.]

I don't think anyone gives that much of a shit 'bout who's doin' what with those things. Only a couple did when we were 'round 'em last time, they just knew how to get loud 'bout it.