Inej watches him and lets her mouth curl up when he greets her without her even saying a word. He always knows when she's there no matter how silent she is when she enters. It's nice and sometimes, she wonders if there will ever be a time when she enters without him knowing. She doubts it.

"Kaz," she says with a little grin.

She listens as he talks about this painting and nods. "And a painting like that should stay in Kerch soil naturally," she says, understanding perfectly the lie for what it was. "How guarded is the ship it's on?"