No one can keep him out of trouble, he is trouble.

And don't you bloody forget it. [ Vex huffed. ] How about you do something useful and take me to where Mags is, alright?

[ The daemon seemed amiable to that as it hopped down and began trotting to the door. Vex followed, the viewscreen still open so he could chat with Magnus along the way. ]

I can't bloody believe any of this. Out of paradise and into what, a bad episode of Survivor? The only way this is going to be worth it is if you decide to go native and walk around in a loincloth. Are you feeling savage yet?