"Well it hasn't yet, so I'm good!" Waver wasn't quite sure what a Marjani was, but it sounded bad. He could improvise that.

And improvise landing on the deck as gracefully as possible. He's happy to just have his back on the ground, and once all of him is there, undoing the tangle attached to his legs is a remarkably easy process. He moves swiftly and carefully, knowing the entire situation could have been worse.

"It just seemed like the right environment. Sure, if I landed on the deck the injury would be bad, but the water? Likely survivable unless sea monsters opened their mouths at the exact right moment."