[ And as promised, Jamie's in the lounge after dinner and he's looking for Ed, trotting over as soon as he sees him to offer a pat on the shoulder and a solid nod. ]
[Ed's already there when Jamie arrives, sitting at a table (like a customer, not a worker), relaxing with his feet up, using a nearby chair as a footstool.]
[ Jamie, reserved as usual, lifts up a hand and offers a dip of his head before he heads for the bar itself. The drinks will get retrieved accordingly and he'll return with a bottle of rum and some glasses. ]
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Heya!
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How's the free air, lad?
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In here? A bit stuffy compared to being out on the open sea.
[Not that he's considering returning to pirating.]
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Nah, that's okay; here is fine. That's fake fresh air anyway.
[He fills his glass and raises it in a toast.] Cheers!
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Cheers!
And good on you.
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[Considering what his state of mind's been like ever since he returned as an inmate.]
So, are you gonna be off soon, then?
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Corvo's waiting and so are the rest of them. Have some business to finish up and a few people to say my goodbyes to but then I'm out the door.
My revenge. Actually happening.
[ He shakes his head ruefully. ]
Suppose it won't feel real until I'm in Dunwall.