Caer didn't bother looking over, though it wasn't out of disrespect. It's a simple matter of he having been expecting her, and recognizing the voice. He nodded at her words, and kicked against the bowsprit with his right foot, causing him to flip over backwards. He placed one hand over his shoulder, and used it to puish as he went over, causing him to go a bit into the air, and his feet to land perfectly on the ground as he landed down on the forecastle, just a few steps from Zhi. He turned to her, and with a confident smile, answered.
"Ready. Let's hear what you've got in mind."
"Ready. Let's hear what you've got in mind."
Theodric Gray
