Soarin: Not. One. Word.
Braeburn: Ah didn’t say nothin’.
Soarin: Well… good.
Strongheart: Does that apply to me, too?
Soarin: Ye-
Strongheart: Because this is hilarious.
Soarin: Ugh.
Braeburn: C’mon, flyboy. Let’s get you back to town. Doc Sawbones can take care of this. Eventually.