Jesper knocked his head against the hull and cast his eyes heavenward. “Fine. But if Pekka Rollins kills us all, I’m going to get Wylan’s ghost to teach my ghost how to play the flute just so that I can annoy the hell out of your ghost.”
Brekker’s lips quirked. “I’ll just hire Matthias’ ghost to kick your ghost’s ass.”
“My ghost won’t associate with your ghost,” Matthias said primly, and then wondered if the sea air was rotting his brain.
aaaa why did you have to draw me so pretty omg I love this???? The hair, the eyes, the bones, the flowers???? And that tea-r cup omg I LOVE this. Thank you so much!!! My b-day gifts are being so amazing QuQ <3 <3