"Hm," she muses, eyebrows arching neatly. It's a little hard to picture, but she thinks she can manage. Even so, Lydia offers a pleased smile. "Sure. Better than trying to imagine it, especially when I've got a perfect example right here."
"You go first then. I'll follow." That will give her a chance to take a look around without him in the way, but he'll be down right after her if she has any questions. "It's a bit dark down in the hold, so you'll need to give your eyes time to adjust."
"Aye aye, Captain," she teased, smirking his way before leading the way down there. The ship wouldn't have been nearly as exciting without the company she was keeping, she knew. It was definitely much more interesting with him there.
So she stole a glance back at him, that smirk growing all the more wicked. "Are we going to be all right down there in the dark together? Nothing untoward's going to happen?"
His look is just as wicked as her is, but he pretends like he doesn't know what she's talking about. "There are windows. They let in plenty of light." Not just some little portholes for the captain of the ship. He sails in style (or as much as he can manage on a wooden vessel tossed around by the waves). "There's also a lantern for when it get really dark. You'll be able to see what I'm up to at all times."
"Mmhm," came Lydia's easy response, paired with a mild eye roll. He could pretend all he liked, but she knew full well that he knew exactly what she was getting at.
But that said, it was nice to hear that there were actual windows here. She liked light; she didn't like hanging out in the damp or the cold or the dark all that much. Even if they were only a hop, skip, and a jump from the City. That wasn't the point.
"Well, that's good to know. Even if a bit of mystery never hurts from time to time," she mused.
"We'll be stuck on the ship for awhile. There will be plenty of time for mystery too." He does like to keep things interesting, after all. Doing the same thing day after day gets boring. "Do you have any other questions yet?"
"Nothing comes to mind. Anything you feel like filling me in on?" She asked in return. He knew this better than she did, after all; he knew the questions that would be asked and how to answer them. Or perhaps he just knew the most amusing anecdotes to tell.
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So she stole a glance back at him, that smirk growing all the more wicked. "Are we going to be all right down there in the dark together? Nothing untoward's going to happen?"
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But that said, it was nice to hear that there were actual windows here. She liked light; she didn't like hanging out in the damp or the cold or the dark all that much. Even if they were only a hop, skip, and a jump from the City. That wasn't the point.
"Well, that's good to know. Even if a bit of mystery never hurts from time to time," she mused.
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