Wheeling Gull Isle Teach your children well. . .

She nodded. Thanks, Eti, Lilitu said warmly, accepting the nickname. She'd been at least partially accepted into the fold for that.

The boy was scared. She was, too.

Me neither, she admitted, referring to Suzu's reticence to leave. It's scary. But it'll be okay.

Her breath was coming fast, too, and she took long, slow inhales, trying to calm herself. Breathe with me, she told Etienne, and tell me about your family. What are they like?

It was the only way they could cope.