Cian & Lan | The Docks 3:00pm
"I'll let you roll out the welcome mat for the next giant invader," he said, thinking again of that damn sea serpent and his out-of-control flight toward -- and crash into -- the Paling. "Maybe it'll eat you. I'll cry a tear at your memorial. One."
Why was the damn crystal so far away? Two more blocks, and he could fly away from her. He sped his pace.
"Well, I've fulfilled my quota of delightful for the day," he told her as they approached the fenced-in crystal, glowing softly through the drizzle. His bike was just behind it in the alley. "You'll have to try again another day, see if you get lucky. Things to do, people to see -- or bother, in your case. Good luck passing the time." He raised his hand in something like a halfhearted wave as he headed for the alley. Almost free.