“Looking for something?” Santi was leaning out the doorway of the next cabin down, stripped to the waist.
“I need to find Scholar Wolfe-” Jess’s words died in his mouth, because behind Santi, Scholar Wolfe stepped out of Santi’s cabin door. Also half-dressed. Jess’s brain went blank as all his assumptions tumbled and tried to fit together again.
Santi just looked amused. Wolfe… looked like Wolfe. Annoyed and impatient