[Marco laughs again and kind of snuggles his head into Thatch's shoulder.] I know.

[He knows you meant darkness and not sky too.] Calvin mentioned a floating island in his world too. It was months ago, but it's been on my mind.

Ah come on, don't be so dour. [He leans up to run his fingers through the pompadour in order to piss Thatch off.] It'll be fun, eh? Besides, who better than Ace for infiltrating navy? [And he remembers vaguely he needs to ask Ace about the Grell thing. Or maybe not. He hasn't decided on whether it should be secret or his curiosity is prompted by good reasons yet.]