[taking his hand, he'll follow behind then into the warmth of below deck, where the lights are lower save in individual rooms. the night cradles the ship, makes it a cocoon away from the rest of the world, and Edmond pauses at the door to his own quarters.]
Are you tired?
[he's not. he doesn't have to be, if Hans would prefer to sit up and talk instead.]
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Are you tired?
[he's not. he doesn't have to be, if Hans would prefer to sit up and talk instead.]