Shang Qinghua has managed to wander his miserably damp way up to the top deck, because while it is wetter there, it is... at least theoretically less claustrophobic? The trees are not giving him a great view of the sky, but the canopy is at least higher than the eight foot ceilings of the corridors below!

Looking around, he sees railings, and... he's unable to deny how much this looks like a cruise ship. He doesn't think he's thought about cruise ships in forty years. What the hell!

Lightning flashes overhead, and he hears an accented voice from one of the railings cry out, "Oh, wow! This ship has LEGS!" A sort of... italian sounding voice?? He heads towards the sound, because oh hell yeah, another person, and also he wants to know what they mean about the legs, but when he sees the man dangling over the side of the ship, absolutely all thought falls out of his head, and all he can do is blurt out, "Holy shit, Mario?!"