Zoya has no time to entertain the romantic ill-gotten nonsense Nikolai spews. He'll get over it, because he must and, as is their nature, Nikolai and Zoya always do what they must. Thankfully, their current predicament provides a greater problem than Nikolai's latest delusion about love — something for Zoya to laser focus on instead of wrestling with the idea of being his bride.
Not that she could consider it. Not that she is in denial or anything.
Maybe it's infinitely easier to consider how to cross the impossible barrier and hop back to Ravka than confront the unanswered questions that demand their attention in the arena far more complicated than inter-world travel: human relationships.
Zoya only scoffs, rolling her eyes at Nikolai's insistence that he can fix this even though he has incredibly annoying talent of being able to do exactly that.
"And do you expect to find it hiding in a closet playing with yourself?" It's so stupid and annoying the way he looks almost boyish with his sleeves rolled up, digging into a contraption. His kingly mask not in sight. "But by all means, please continue. With enough springs maybe we can hop back."
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Not that she could consider it. Not that she is in denial or anything.
Maybe it's infinitely easier to consider how to cross the impossible barrier and hop back to Ravka than confront the unanswered questions that demand their attention in the arena far more complicated than inter-world travel: human relationships.
Zoya only scoffs, rolling her eyes at Nikolai's insistence that he can fix this even though he has incredibly annoying talent of being able to do exactly that.
"And do you expect to find it hiding in a closet playing with yourself?" It's so stupid and annoying the way he looks almost boyish with his sleeves rolled up, digging into a contraption. His kingly mask not in sight. "But by all means, please continue. With enough springs maybe we can hop back."