" When I’m rich,” Jesper said behind him. “I’m going somewhere I never have to see snow again. What about you, Wylan?”
“I don’t know exactly.”
“I think you should buy a golden piano-”
“Flute.”
“And play concerts on a pleasure barge. You can park it in the canal right outside your father’s house.”
“Nina can sing,” Inej put in,
“We’ll duet,” Nina amended. “Your father will have to move.”
She did have a terrible singing voice. He hated that he knew that, but he couldn’t resist glancing over his shoulder. Nina’s hood had fallen back, and the thick waves of her hair had escaped her collar.
Why do I keep doing that? He thought in a rush of frustration. It had happened aboard the ship, too.
He’d tell himself to ignore her, and the next thing he knew his eyes would be seeking her out. "

― Leigh Bardugo , Six of Crows (Six of Crows, #1)