Q slept late, as he often did, pulling himself out of bed and dressing smartly, hopeful they'd see John today.
Shuffling out onto the deck he wandered over to Bond.
"How long?" he asked quietly.
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Q slept late, as he often did, pulling himself out of bed and dressing smartly, hopeful they'd see John today.
Shuffling out onto the deck he wandered over to Bond.
"How long?" he asked quietly.