Anael interrupted him fairly quickly in his explanations, clothes sticking to wet skin as he stepped closer to Jack. "Direct me as we're flying?" he offered instead, and held his hand out, lips curved in a slight smile, invitation for Jack to step closer, and Anael to take them up.

Honestly, he'd only found the Serpentine because it was fairly easy to spot from above. He was terrible at finding his way around London; he loved getting lost in the city too much.