[ That's not what he was trying to say, and his brows knit together in some frustration over his inability to communicate. Somewhere along the way, he'd forgotten he can still speak, but that doesn't matter— two hours sounds like a good enough compromise for him, and he nods his acceptance of the terms, hands finding their way into his pockets to indicate that charades time is over.
Surely they won't succumb to the siren call of the sea in as little as two hours. ]
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Surely they won't succumb to the siren call of the sea in as little as two hours. ]