"We can save the others for when we have reached the Lair," Skellig says. "We will have plenty of time to work through them."

He stretches out beside her.

"What is it we need to finish here in the city, before we set out," he asks, moving his fingers to trace the designs on her forearm, overlapping his attentions also to her tattoo. "So that I may think of how we might need to plan?"

They will need to pack of course, and he suspects gather provisions, plan for an encounter with the pirates...