Yorra left the blue cup wrapped inside her own coat.
Bastel noticed and refrained from commenting. Iven considered this such a remarkable act of restraint that he nearly commented on it himself.
The carriers had their wages, their return provision and the three rested animals. On the morning of day seven hundred and fifty-nine, their cases were lighter than when they left Caldrin. The expedition’s equipment had been received into named local transport and storage. Nothing was waiting for them to carry it simply because they had not yet managed to leave.
Yorra shook Iven’s hand.
“Try not to acquire any beams before your next journey.”
“I know someone who has already failed that instruction.”
“Then marry carefully.”
“I did.”
