She's always screamin' 'bout somethin', far as I can tell. Worst we got is, uh. There's bigass holes in the ships an' we're sailin' in the sky.

[Untrue, but not exactly a lie- he just thinks they are.]

But y' know, if y' ain't 'fraid a heights an' yer pretty good 'bout not trippin' over yerself y' can come on over. Ain't doin' too bad 'round here, if y' need somewhere safe t' harbor.