Jang found it troublesome to make her way up the plank; Her propulsion was based on twisting around alot, which was not a brilliant idea on a tiny peice of wood. Once actually on the ship, however, her body seemed to float independently from the gentle swaying of the deck, not unlike a spirit level.
What did she spend this inate talent on? Staring at the side of Groh's head with her jaw hanging dopely ajar. Her eye squinted, perhaps trying to consider what was facinating the ape so much, or perhaps simply trying to figure out what exactly the gorrila-thing was again.
"...Geeze, it's just a big floatin' box..." A raspy whisper. "Looks like he's gonna fool with 'imself..."