Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Are all Drüskelle so… prudish?
Listen, we're getting close to Fjerda.
[in Fjerdan] There's something over there.
[Inej grunts]
I'm beguiling you.
Yes, the job was to pick up a fake for an easy million kruge.
First Army came through here, too, earlier.
[laughs]
Only ones that keep secrets from me.
She's getting away!
Not bad, I'm just… I'm saying it looks good on you.
Ivan and I won't fail you.
I'll find her.
Oh. Hello.
Has he talked?
Kirigan's orders to track it came from your drawings.
The kefta never fit her quite right.
I want him dead as much as I want her back alive.
[inhales sharply]
[heartbeat accelerating]
Oh, for Saints' sake!
Shooting me in the same spot is clever…
Followed whom?
Split up, much easier to take a Grisha one-on-one
-I don't know what you mean. I… -[heart beating loudly]
I know exactly how she felt.
That I was Grisha?
What makes you say that?
We lost track of the ship after that.
Nina Zenik.
She's on her own.
So when we get within one mile of her, I can direct us.
When your table was messy and your bed was neat.
Your heart gives you away.