thomas hamilton is currently on the deck of the warship looking adoringly at the love of his life as he organizes with madi and the men. he’s wearing james’s belt, and his hair is long enough to tie back in a queue, which he does with james’s old ribbon. he’s clean-shaven, the last remnant of his old life, but is debating growing out a beard to do that dashing waxed moustache and clipped beard thing that james has gone back to doing. the sun’s warm and he’s happy. jamesflintmcgrawhamilton: i adore this………
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