And isn't it just so pretty to think
All along there was some
All along there was some
That visitors are the ones to get lost out on the tundra does not surprise Lyra. It is much the same with tourists in Torchline getting lost at sea. She smiles wryly, shaking her head at the comparison. Perhaps things are not so different in other places, despite the varied terrain and weather. "I understand," she says, making mental notes for herself to follow in future. None of what Deimos has to say surprises her, and she's pleased to find that she feels fairly well-equipped to at least handle herself out on the snow and ice.
Now, actually completing a job here? That would no doubt be another story altogether.
"Thank you," she says after Deimos is finished. "For sharing this with me. If ever there comes a time when I might be able to help, please don't hesitate to ask. I'd love to learn more, if I can, and the best way I've found is to be exposed to the environment." Of course, she might be a nuisance or a burden, and she wouldn't want to be either of those things, so she adds, "If it wouldn't be an added difficulty, that is."
Now, actually completing a job here? That would no doubt be another story altogether.
"Thank you," she says after Deimos is finished. "For sharing this with me. If ever there comes a time when I might be able to help, please don't hesitate to ask. I'd love to learn more, if I can, and the best way I've found is to be exposed to the environment." Of course, she might be a nuisance or a burden, and she wouldn't want to be either of those things, so she adds, "If it wouldn't be an added difficulty, that is."
Invisible string
Tying you to me?
Tying you to me?
Lyra
