[ While Inej is certain if she asked Kaz why he tolerates Jesper bumbling about in his space that his answer would be because she was on the other end of the communicator, she knows he likes it. Jesper's stuck around long enough to be a loveable thorn in his side. ]

The hats look like hats, Jes. I'll bring you a couple so you can decide if they're pretty enough for you.

[ On the other end of the line, she hears a warm chuckle and amused sound. ]

If you're picking them for me, then they must be pretty enough.

[ Always the flatterer, but she's thrown a few ugly hats in the mix to properly stir him. It's not fun if Jesper gets everything he wants, after all. ]

But that's the ocean. [ And if she sounds wistful, it's because she is. It's a sound that she's come to adore. Ketterdam had been just as loud as the ocean, but its melody is different. ]

What's he doing now? Hopefully you're still not walking on his bed, Jesper. Only I'm allowed to walk on his bed; he hardly ever notices.