That was quite the clap indeed--but Sarai takes it as an indicator to come leaping back over the junk piles. She hears his grumbled comment, and just can't help but let out a peal of amused laughter.

"I understand, my friend--it's about how I feel when I'm by myself, facing off against an adamantoise. They're like your tortoises, if Tony is to be believed, but about...fifteen feet tall and about as wide, too." She bobs her head in a slight nod. "It's doable, but it is a serious pain in the tail." That said, she quirks hers, briefly.

"You think those ones will recover any time soon?" If so, it'd be nice to have a ballad and some shots ready...