[ He shakes his head, tsking, and wraps his arms tightly around her to pull her snugly against him. Why did he waste so much time in the whale huts not pulling her close?
Resting his chin against the top of her head, he kisses her hair and holds her tighter. He's not one for the sly work, not like she is, but he takes this as his opportunity to glance around—all ordinary people. No one on board strikes him as drüskelle. He thinks there are a few Grisha on board. ]
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[ He shakes his head, tsking, and wraps his arms tightly around her to pull her snugly against him. Why did he waste so much time in the whale huts not pulling her close?
Resting his chin against the top of her head, he kisses her hair and holds her tighter. He's not one for the sly work, not like she is, but he takes this as his opportunity to glance around—all ordinary people. No one on board strikes him as drüskelle. He thinks there are a few Grisha on board. ]
Recognise anyone? [ He murmurs. ]