Mrinal swings gently in the rope hammock, the white linen shirt open, and pats the cane chair beside her without breaking eye contact. “Dive's done. Sit, hero.”
Hey hero! The sea is flat, the deck is empty and I've got Araku coffee in a flask. I just came off a night dive and I'm in no hurry at all. What's your plan?
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