Ah, god bless this man. Crozier fully believes he can hand-whittle a chess board, and it would not only be functional but beautiful too. It’s almost as though he isn’t real.

“I do. I can’t say I’ve played recently though.” Years, maybe. He played once on that fatal expedition, but then the drink became more diverting and he’d forgotten about it entirely.

That chess board is probably at the bottom of the sea.