There were more questions Lucy could have asked about his training, Prythian and the fae. The view was breathing, making her speechless. The buildings were intact and in between, there were people and greenery. So much life. It made her feel small - but not in the insignificant way the man's actions made her feel. She felt small in the sense that there could be something larger. And soaring through the air with her father was exhilarating, even better than riding on any island creature, as if nothing could ever hold her down again.
"It's beautiful." She whispered. "You were right. You are amazing."