"Shanty, yes," Billy said, agreeably, though it was entirely possible that Goodnight was just making up a word to tease him. He was about to say something, but then Goodnight pulled him into that spin, and Billy laughed.

When they came back to neutral, he pressed his nose into Goodnight's throat. Everything was tight and warm in his chest. He found himself whispering it again, around kissing, "Nae salang," over and over.