[ It beeps, and Matthias stares at the message for a full second, brows furrowing. He turns it around and sees the little smiling face, but that's just more bizarre. First she holds the sun in her hands, and now she sends him smiling faces??? He almost wishes for home right then, for the familiar embrace of the ice and the hunt, and not all these new, confusing lines of logic about who he is and who Grisha are and what it all means. It's an unpleasant mixture in his gut. ]
[ And, ]
Thank you. I will call you when we head out. I imagine there is much for a mapmaker to see.
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[ And, ]
Thank you. I will call you when we head out. I imagine there is much for a mapmaker to see.