There's a certain glint in Indy's eyes too, when he finally opens them.
"You could see if there's anything to chart in the southern hemisphere."
"Or..." he says, tracing a finger down her neck, through the hollow at the base, and lower, until it meets the top hem of her chemise. "I could do some exploring myself."
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There's a certain glint in Indy's eyes too, when he finally opens them.
"You could see if there's anything to chart in the southern hemisphere."
"Or..." he says, tracing a finger down her neck, through the hollow at the base, and lower, until it meets the top hem of her chemise. "I could do some exploring myself."