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[called_lioness]

Susan's nagging her

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[the_seafarer]

As he does, eventually, smelling slightly of the stables and with wind-tossed hair that suggests he'd taken the Hope out for a night sail on the lake. Casting a smile at her, he shrugs out of his shirt and heads to wash his face.

His voice drifts out over the sound of running water.

"Hullo, Lu. Had a nice day?"

[called_lioness]

"Rather," she calls back, and stands, walking over to the bathroom to lean against the wall and watch him.

"You?"

[the_seafarer]

"Quite," he says, drying his face off and blinking away some soap that had gotten in his face.

"I've been meaning to get Mal out for a sail. I really ought to talk to him about it before the summer starts to close."

[called_lioness]

"You should," she agrees.

"But first we should talk, before my sister drives me mad asking me about our wedding."