'I may not give to shits about HIM, but at least I can go and make sure the Island is still under our influence.' 'Come on Chilly Rena, no need to get your nose red.' Making his way towards Synthia Talos continued. Current going against what the other had previously complained about he was wearing a log white and blue robe, that gave the impression of being warm while in reality made of lighter material than his regular clothing. 'Hell yeah, finally reached some nice weather.' Currently on the deck looking over at the distance as if in search of other ships was Alexander Talos, with long back hair flowing down his back, big piercing black eyes. 'All this cold is fucking getting to me, my sweat froze down in my ass.' Though, she has a point, they had to get into the island somehow. 'Fuck, I know, I wouldn't blame.' If one could see Argo's eyes, they had rolled around. Don't blame me for that piss-poor boy's cowardice.' 'I'm not even wearing any clothes! I'm only keeping myself warm through Ignis, but I can't do this forever! I'm going to leave soon if the others don't volunteer. Due to her condition, Synthia could not truly sit down, but it didn't matter. Kauldran Synthia levitated in the air, comfortably seated with her legs folded over one another. 'Don't tell me to go.' Was another voice, a female one, albeit a lot ruder than Argo's.

'S-So you guys going into that shit, right?' Argo managed to blurt out, looking back on the deck of their ship. As a member and Five Star of the Hunting Pirates, Argo had to make sure the crew developed properly, and here they were to get. 'Brrrr,' Argo cursed, surrounded with a large hat, scarf, cloak, jacket, and whatever else. Sometimes? No, the sheer ocean around that island had been freezing, the cold night breeze sipped into everyone's bones and would especially affect him. However, at times, he found himself covered in myriads of clothes. Rena Argo changed skins sometimes, allowing him to slightly modify his appearance and look like someone else.

The talos principle glare