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Dwin burst out laughing. While she had never asked Eljay, how exactly he had obtained his knowledge about plants and medicine, it was hilarious to think that this kind old soul had his own graveyard of test subjects hidden somewhere. For example, in the lake? He had spent many, many years in caldera after all. "Yeah, I won't do that. If they die, they will get angry at me and come back to haunt me," she replied. "This will cause a whole lot of new problems."

"I want my life to be interesting," was her simple and very honest answer. Dwin had not thought much past that - it turned out that her aspiration to become the next best explorer in the world depended on other people. If there were none to tell about her grand adventures, no one would ever know. "I can't have this, if I spend my life in one place all my life," she had never understood, how her father could be content of never travelling beyond borders, never having that pull of the world outside. Quite the contrary - he disliked it, he feared it. 

"My home is a wonderful place, but there is only so much I can see and learn there," she finished. "It is like this saying... I like it a lot. About... don't stop moving. If you stop - you die. And I don't want to die, before my life has properly begun."