Kaz’s hand didn’t shake as he traced the corner of her eye.

"What did you find?" Inej asked as she kept her breathing shallow. Her heart might roar like the sea beneath a Saint’s anger, but she wouldn’t allow the furious beating to cause a meagre ripple. The less Dirtyhands saw, the less he had to wield against her.

"Nothing," he murmured, keeping his gaze locked on his hand. He brushed his finger gently over her brow before lightly tapping her nose. "Just life."