At least his departure gives Ginko a chance to finish off the last of that squid and wash off his tarp. He sits back once he's done and pulls the now-damp tarp over his head, keeping off the last of the sun.

Eventually, the sound of splashing gets his attention, and he pushes the tarp aside (not that he's really needed it for a while) to move back to the edge of the boat, and--

Oh.

Oh god.

Ginko gapes out over the water in disbelief, clutching the side of the boat with both hands.

"I-- are you kidding me?"