He paused for a moment, recalling Holland's earlier description of that stretch of sea as looking like "boiling toad soup," and added.
"It's truly dangerous there. The Chaos is far worse than in Gray Rock City. You don't have to follow me into danger."
"Hey! What're you talking about, man!"
Holland immediately shook his head vigorously. His usual playful smirk faded, and his brown eyes showed a rare seriousness.
"We're members of the Dawn Embers now! You're the leader. Wherever you decide to go, we go! Since you think there's something for us in the Broken Star Sea, then let's go check it out! So what if it's a little chaotic? Have we had a single day on this journey where we *weren't* neck-deep in Chaos?"
He thumped his chest, his tone carrying the devil-may-care attitude of someone who'd clawed his way up from the bottom.
