'Good,' Morag said, grinning. She'd rather be handling the boat herself, or with Antonin. She winked at her husband, tilting her head back to look up at him. 'And don't even think about starting,' she warned, giving him a stern look spoiled by her twinkling eyes.
She nodded. She could do that, she decided. She looked up questioningly at him. 'There's more?' she said curiously. She was going to have to tear those rooms apart, she decided.