[When he had approached his bunk to find her there, his first impulse — barely avoided — had been to say No. and walk away. But he had maintained a degree of courtesy and composure, a displeased expression flickering briefly over his face. He had glanced around then, over his shoulder, to the side — enough of the bunks some distance away are unusable just now that it’s easy to see why Yennefer is there. That makes him capitulate.
It reminds him of who isn’t there. But she had not been sharing his bunk before she vanished… and at least Yennefer is, in some ways, someone he knows and almost understands.]
bunk bickering
It reminds him of who isn’t there. But she had not been sharing his bunk before she vanished… and at least Yennefer is, in some ways, someone he knows and almost understands.]
— Not a bunk.