[ A laugh, and then a smacky little sound as he kisses the crystal in place of Bastien's beloved lips.
And then he has to get ready - drag himself out of bed, wash his face, so on - and so there's no time for talking. As a result, Byerly is actually on time at the docks - looking, as promised, a little disordered, a little unshaven, a little sleep-rumpled, yawning against the sea air. ]
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And then he has to get ready - drag himself out of bed, wash his face, so on - and so there's no time for talking. As a result, Byerly is actually on time at the docks - looking, as promised, a little disordered, a little unshaven, a little sleep-rumpled, yawning against the sea air. ]