"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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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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