[ "I'm fine as always." It tells her everything she needs to know. He's not looking after himself, as per usual. He's putting everything else first. He's being Kaz, although she thinks that there are some things he could do differently now. Sometimes Inej worries he's not happy or fulfilled, but that's a conversation she's not quite sure how to broach. ]
I can still smell the ocean, even though I've gotten used to it.
[ Being hit with the scent of the ocean after docking on land and staying for a couple of days where perfumes and spices overload her senses has always been like a warm welcome home. It's not the same as being embraced by Jesper, but it's enough. She likes that she'll never take that for granted, the scent of freedom and the gift Kaz has given her.
But it's clear that she's moving. Inej doesn't try to soften her footsteps into something inaudible. She's still in her boots. ]
Listen.
[ She's quick to rush over toward her window. It creaks as she pulls it open and the calm ocean seems to speak up as though it knows Kaz is on the other end of the square device in her hands. It's not as angry as it was last night, but it's clear from the way it yawns and brushes up against the hull of the ship that it's alive and keeping her safe. ]
Can you hear that?
[ She speaks it softly as though she risks disturbing the ocean. ]
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I can still smell the ocean, even though I've gotten used to it.
[ Being hit with the scent of the ocean after docking on land and staying for a couple of days where perfumes and spices overload her senses has always been like a warm welcome home. It's not the same as being embraced by Jesper, but it's enough. She likes that she'll never take that for granted, the scent of freedom and the gift Kaz has given her.
But it's clear that she's moving. Inej doesn't try to soften her footsteps into something inaudible. She's still in her boots. ]
Listen.
[ She's quick to rush over toward her window. It creaks as she pulls it open and the calm ocean seems to speak up as though it knows Kaz is on the other end of the square device in her hands. It's not as angry as it was last night, but it's clear from the way it yawns and brushes up against the hull of the ship that it's alive and keeping her safe. ]
Can you hear that?
[ She speaks it softly as though she risks disturbing the ocean. ]