"You don't know what kinda stuff it's bringing for you?" Jamie blinks seawater out of his eyes, peering at Shiro. "I thought you said you agreed to come here."

And common sense dictates that one would pack before going someplace, so surely this guy should know what's in his own luggage.

"Doesn't sound very encouraging that it said it wasn't prepared, though. Doesn't that worry you a little?" It worries Jamie a lot, but there's not much about this mess that he doesn't find somewhat concerning.