Whitewater Gorge the salesman's like what up,

Easy blinked at the boy, trying to imagine what Redhawk Caldera would be like, aside from cold. It seemed to Easy that every place was cold these days, so that distinction didn't tell her very much. "It's at the base of those mountains, up on a plateau," she explained, pointing her nose in that direction.  "Where's Redhawk Caldera?" She wondered, suddenly, if they were part of the war that Morningside was fleeing from.

"My dad and my sister," she replied proudly. "They've both been on a lot of adventures, so they know all about things like this." And so do I, she wanted to add, but ultimately did not. "I'm Easy," she said instead. Paused. "I mean, that's my name. Easy Ishara Morningside."