The tone suffers no misunderstanding, and even the sailor trying to hold onto Xunxian's robes freezes when he hears it, almost on reflex, before looking a bit surprised at himself for doing it.
"We're leaving."
And that is a very pointed look towards said sailor.
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The tone suffers no misunderstanding, and even the sailor trying to hold onto Xunxian's robes freezes when he hears it, almost on reflex, before looking a bit surprised at himself for doing it.
"We're leaving."
And that is a very pointed look towards said sailor.
"Unhand my companion, sir, if you please."