[He isn’t sure whether she’s referring to him leaving the swords of him getting tackled, and he doesn’t ask her to clarify it, just gives her a gentle, puzzled sidelong glance. But he can see that that smile of hers is a bit more genuine than the one she’d given him in greeting.
Much of the rest of the trip is quiet, but when they step off the train, he pauses, looks around, takes a breath.]
Feels a little more like real air here. The air out by Everest... it was fresh, but thin.
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Much of the rest of the trip is quiet, but when they step off the train, he pauses, looks around, takes a breath.]
Feels a little more like real air here. The air out by Everest... it was fresh, but thin.
Where will we go?