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Yusuf took off his shirt in front of Nicolò, who thought to himself: "Must not look, must not look, must not look!"
Nicolò looked at Yusuf once again, and when Yusuf made eye contact with Nicolò, he blushed before dipping his head under the cold water.
After swimming around for hours, Nicolò sat down in the sand, where he reached for his sword and almost maniacal started to sharpen it.
Nicolò thought for a moment to impale himself with his sword because seeing Yusuf topless hasn't helped Nicolò to find a way to deal with all these new emotions. After a couple of minutes and some very deep breaths later, he realizes that it's foolish to want to impale yourself over a man, so he lays down his sword and decides to get some sleep in the hope that it will help him find another way to deal with his emotions.