"If I have to sit in this damp cellar and listen to her hum sea shanties for one more hour, I am going to lose my mind," Kai grumbled, leaning heavily against the stone doorframe with his arms crossed over his broad chest.
"You're not going to lose your mind," Pearl said, tightening the buckle on her leather vambrace. "You're going to sit on that stool, keep your broadsword across your knees, and make sure our lovely blue-haired guest doesn't turn into a puddle of saltwater and slide under the door."
"She's tied up with iron chains and four different suppression charms, Pearl. She's not sliding anywhere."
"Then it should be an easy morning for you," Des pointed out. He was standing by the cellar steps, checking the straps on his shoulder pack. "Take a nap. Just keep one eye open."
"I am the best swordsman here," Kai said, scowling at all of us. "Why am I the one on babysitting duty while you guys get to go poke around an ancient tomb?"
