Good thing the human embodiment of Ed's executive function has finally arrived, huh.

There's a pause while Izzy does mental gymnastics. It's a lot to puzzle over and he isn't great at that part. No wild life. No great movement in the sea. Are they even moving? It doesn't feel that way to him but then again, this sorry excuse for a ship doesn't even have a mast, so what does he know.

"In what way?"

As much as he's up for strategic killings.

And missing points.