The atmosphere on the deck suddenly turned a bit awkward, a palpable silence falling between Fenna and Tyrion, with the latter still showing an expression of shock, while the former had already covered her forehead with a hand.
The silence was eventually broken by a voice not far away. A few meters off, Sherry elbowed Nina, "See, I told you the first sentence would definitely be that—you owe me two scoops of ice cream."
"Okay, okay, you guessed it," Nina muttered, "Two it is... I'll replenish it at Frost."
Sherry immediately widened her eyes, "I'm not a fool! Eating ice cream in a place that's tens of degrees below zero? We'll talk again back at Prand!"