The Lorn-Fluke stares a long moment longer, as though considering Hallana's words... but the Captain doesn't give it that time, reaching over a ledge of dagger-like spines to stab their prey in the eye!

The Lorn-Fluke screams out a fiery curse in its unearthly language, whose meaning assaults your mind far more fiercely than the fire itself could (despite the fire itself lighting up the air in every direction).

<The Improbable Collusion Of Two Unrelated Perils>

The volume and force of the Fluke's furious expression is intense enough to drive zailors to their knees with bleeding ears.

Then, the Fluke blinks quickly, half-a-dozen times in the span of a second, each great blink crumpling and mangling the Captain's armour, before he slumps, is caught by the rising eyelid, and is hurled off the body of the Fluke and into the air!

Oh for fuck’s sake- 

Frankly, the captain kind of deserved that. She’ll… hover near the ship. And try more shouting.

”I apologize for the predictable-in-hindset action of some random person I don’t know anything about! Are you particularly interested in vengeance, or can we just call it a draw and leave?”

The Lorn-Fluke 'speaks' again, seeming more grieving than furious this time, though the fury is far from absent in its mental tone, and the violence of its words still explodes across the sky in vast blazing sigils.

<A Painful Reminder Of Previous Persecutions>

<To Assemble A Name From Scars>

<The Erroneous Assumption That There Will be a Tomorrow>

The clang of an armoured figure hitting a metal deck after falling from a great height is practically muted by comparison. The beleaguered ship is breaking loose from the Fluke, starting to pull away as more spines are cut or broken, and as its engines spin up to full reverse.

Aivu’ll heal anyone else who looks like they need it, then, including the captain if he’s not dead yet!

Hallana - wishes she could communicate in concepts like that. She’s crying, a little bit. Words seem hard. She flies a bit closer, swallows. “I grieve with you,” she tries, not quite shouting.

Did she take Wisdom damage from that? Something feels slightly off. Eh, nothing she can do about it either way. Besides, her Wisdom is higher than it’s ever been, with her new headband, it’ll be fine.

There is something like tears visible on the surface of the Lorn-Fluke's damaged eye, though it's not quite clear whether it's an emotional reaction or a part of the creature's healing process.

<The Pain Experienced At Apogee>

<An Exchange Of Burdens>

<A Request To Never Repeat A Recent Unpleasant Experience>

The sense of the Lorn-Fluke's agony is almost like an attack; it's been hurting a lot... for far, far longer than Hallana has been alive... and then things got even worse, somehow? Still, there is less of the fury in it's burning replies, and still more of the grief.

There's certainly plenty of healing needed aboard ship!

The captain seems pretty dead, though.