"Not long enough to lose any toes," he says as he clears ice out of pulleys and then reaches down over the side to try and (carefully) break an oar loose from where it's very embedded against the hull at the moment.

"I shoulda covered this up months ago, but winter wasn't so bad for a while, and then I got busy with everything else... hell, who knows if we'll ever even get to test it out, now." A depressing topic, but he mostly just sounds pissed off at the idea of dying before getting to sail it.