The atmosphere on deck became awkward in an instant, a tangible silence enveloping both Vana and Tyrion, the shock on the latter's face still not faded, while the former had already covered her forehead with her hand.
And it was this silence that was finally broken by a voice not far away, a few meters off, Sherry nudged Nina with her elbow, "See, I told you the first line would definitely be that—you owe me two scoops of ice cream."
"Alright, alright, you guessed it," Nina mumbled, "Two scoops then... I'll supply you when we reach Frost."
Sherry immediately widened her eyes, "I'm not a fool! Eating ice cream at several degrees below zero? Let's talk about it when we get back to Prand!"
