Rosen walked after him for awhile before suddenly running to catch up, linking arms with him as he continued drinking.

Long blinked at Rosen's arm, but didn't try to pull away.

Rosen hugged Long's arm close and avoided looking at all the people around them.

Long also avoided everyone's faces, focusing on getting to the Juttle.

As much as they tried to avoid other people, they couldn't help but completely stand out. They had attracted a little crowd by the time they reached the Juttle and Rosen was shaking slightly.

Long seemed to have some experience with this, getting Rosen on the Juttle before shoeing people away far enough so he could close the door and take off safely.

Rosen was seated on the ground, hugging his bottle. "Fly us somewhere isolated," he whispered as Long came back on.

Long paused before following Rosen's orders and finding an isolated spot to land safely.

Rosen went to open the door.

Long didn't try to stop Rosen.

So Rosen opened to door and glanced around at where Long had landed.

Long had landed in a marshy area without a soul in sight.

Rosen looked over the marsh, "A marsh?" he inquired as he gave Long a blank stare.

"It's isolated," Long explained.

Rosen let out a sigh, muttering something under his breath as he stepped out of the Juttle with a gross squish. He took a couple steps and then suddenly vanished under the mud with a yelp.

Long paused before walking to the back of the Juttle and peeking out.