Looks like a painting but I bet they do. Ain't no one ever seems to care about craftsmanship. [He scowls a little at that. If you're going to do something at least take some pride in it. He lets it go, peering through and over the railing down at the land far below. A fall from this height would definitely kill anyone but Rocket isn't even a little concerned. Whether bravery or arrogance or both is hard to say, he just doesn't see a reason to be afraid of dying if it means not enjoying the shit that makes living worth it.]

First those devices, now this, what other fancy gadgets are waiting for us out there? [He had heard whisperings about Krimnos that made him want to go there and see for himself but for now the airship was enough of a thrill. Lylla's webbed-paws grip at his leg and he glances down, lifting an arm to look at the creature not that much smaller than him before lightly patting her on the head.]

Whad'ya think would happen if you dropped a rock from up here?