[ He cocks his brow, curling his lips upward. He shakes his head. The ship's anchor rises from the bed below the water. ]
A strange wish I do not have.
[ Now that she's given her name, he likes saying it. The syllables roll perfectly off his tongue, better than 'Grisha' ever did. It feels and tastes warm, and he likes that she's trusted him with it. ]
I only wish for Nina Zenik to be Nina Zenik… with only a little bit of petting on this ship.
[ He can't give her an inch or otherwise he's in big, big trouble. ]
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[ He cocks his brow, curling his lips upward. He shakes his head. The ship's anchor rises from the bed below the water. ]
A strange wish I do not have.
[ Now that she's given her name, he likes saying it. The syllables roll perfectly off his tongue, better than 'Grisha' ever did. It feels and tastes warm, and he likes that she's trusted him with it. ]
I only wish for Nina Zenik to be Nina Zenik… with only a little bit of petting on this ship.
[ He can't give her an inch or otherwise he's in big, big trouble. ]