55. SeparationThe thing having lost count of time spent hunted, threatened, captured, kidnapped and imprisoned abroad had although rather involuntarily- made Tintin realize something; the term 'panic' is merely a mental state, a sheer train of thought that one would tend to succumb to when the situation is dire.More Like This
Perhaps it's plainly a well honed sense of familiarity to these types of situations, but experience, it seems, has taught Tintin that what could easily pass of as a dire situation to one man, could easily be flapped off as something extremely insignificant to another.
Both could be considered a blessing and a curse within itself.
Tintin shuddered involuntarily from the chill that crept up his bare legs, snaking its frosty fingers through his already numb limbs and further stinging his calf muscles as he tried to curl his legs inwards, resting his chin against his frosty cold knees. Perhaps opting for a pair of shorts despite the Captain's obstinate protests probably wasn't going to get
81. A Place to BelongFor all the times that he had allowed Tintin to drag him into some form of globe-trotting escapade, Captain Haddock truly thought that he would have gotten used to it.More Like This
His theory was quick to be solidified as he, although somewhat belatedly, managed to seek out the pattern to his friend's madness. For the most part, it had remained unchanged; Tintin would stumble upon a lead in a way that only the young reporter could. Trusting that phenomenal gut instinct of his, he'd have a rucksack packed with necessities within the hour and would have taken leave at once... if he didn't fathom the vital need of planning in advance, which in more occasions than should be considered healthy, had managed to save their lives, even if by a hairsbreadth.
Captain Haddock could even nonchalantly comment that it would have seemed as if Tintin's conduct screamed of acceptance and a uniquely characteristic brand of iron resolve; trouble and he often seem to be mutually attracted to the other.