Barrow Fields tessellate

She knew that look, and she knew she did not like it. Her jaw, in turn, clenched, and she shook her head, gaze going cold as the winter sea. "I'm going to keep looking," she said succinctly. "I'll see you back at the island."

Maegi moved to turn away, but she had too much regard for the man to leave without another word. She stopped and turned her head, looking over her shoulder at Komodo. "Safe travels, Komodo," she said, tone warming up a little. "Say hello to Venninne and Yakone for me."

With a flick of her skinny tail, she moved away, shoulders hunched slightly in determination. The doubt Komodo had created within her had only served to spur her on, and she would ride this burst of energy until it ran out. Then. . .only then. . .would she go home. But she owed it to Mou to try, at least.