The trucker's eyes read 'Overload'
"You're sacking out now? You'll never be up by the time Gray gets in, then."
Triton snorted, cranium and cravat both already slouching. "Real men of the sea can be up at any time for any port - seafarin' or otherwise. Don't you worry about me."
"But I'm worried...ah, sparks. He's gone."
"One of these days you'll learn that that's what I wait for."
Dozens of cetris, Rozana leapt; post-yelp, she leveled steadiest gaze at her husband: "One of these days you'll stop pretending that the two of you don't get along."
"Not about that. Just don't like to share."