[It's a tight squeeze to get to the door, and they have to maneuver through the crowds of drunkards to get there, but somehow, she manages with only a few necessary shoves.
She breathes out with a sigh of relief when she feels the evening air hit her face at last. It's a welcome chill, brisk and fresh compared to the musky indoors they just came from, and she pauses to take a look around. The ships are docked not far from where they are, and she can see them from here, illuminated by the dim lanterns on deck.]
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She breathes out with a sigh of relief when she feels the evening air hit her face at last. It's a welcome chill, brisk and fresh compared to the musky indoors they just came from, and she pauses to take a look around. The ships are docked not far from where they are, and she can see them from here, illuminated by the dim lanterns on deck.]
Eyes on the prize. You think he's down there?