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| − | ''Miss Katherine is finally rescued, although I weren’t no help in that, really. Ain’t my element. Not much cross-trading to be done among all the barmy Set worshippers. Can’t figure out why anyone would want to worship Set, anyway. Bast seems much nicer. Although she seems to favor the uppers too. Stinkin’ powers, all the same, no matter where you are''.<br><br> | + | ''Miss Katherine is finally rescued, although I weren’t no help in that, really. Ain’t my element. Not much cross-trading to be done among all the barmy Set worshippers. Can’t figure out''<br> |
| + | ''why anyone would want to worship Set, anyway. Bast seems much nicer. Although she seems to favor the uppers too. Stinkin’ powers, all the same, no matter where you are''.<br><br> | ||
Evie looked down at the journal page and frowned slightly, her eyes crinkling in disapproval. She understood why reading was important. She had always known that information could be traded like jink. But until meeting Miss Josephine, she had never been in any sort of place where any keeper she’d run into was something on the scribble. But now? She had to be able to read to get to a lot of the good stuff. So yeah, she understood why she needed to learn to read. But why did she need to know how to write?<br><br> | Evie looked down at the journal page and frowned slightly, her eyes crinkling in disapproval. She understood why reading was important. She had always known that information could be traded like jink. But until meeting Miss Josephine, she had never been in any sort of place where any keeper she’d run into was something on the scribble. But now? She had to be able to read to get to a lot of the good stuff. So yeah, she understood why she needed to learn to read. But why did she need to know how to write?<br><br> | ||
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She frowned again at what she had put on the page. Stupid and pointless, really. Who in the nine hells would want to read that drivel? And that was why she didn’t understand why Miss Josephine was so insistent on Evie learning how to write. Evie didn’t have anything to say worth writing down. But Miss Josephine wanted it, so here Evie was, stuck in the cabin of Alexi’s ship, writing down her thoughts. She gripped her quill awkwardly, still wanting to hold it like a pick rather than a pen.<br><br> | She frowned again at what she had put on the page. Stupid and pointless, really. Who in the nine hells would want to read that drivel? And that was why she didn’t understand why Miss Josephine was so insistent on Evie learning how to write. Evie didn’t have anything to say worth writing down. But Miss Josephine wanted it, so here Evie was, stuck in the cabin of Alexi’s ship, writing down her thoughts. She gripped her quill awkwardly, still wanting to hold it like a pick rather than a pen.<br><br> | ||
| − | ''Now that we’re done, I guess we’ll be heading back to London. Kind of a shame, really. I really liked getting to see all these new places. I mean, people live up on their roofs here. Made for some challenging night crawling. And it is so different from the City. It’d feel weird, going back, getting back to putting coinage away for her house''.<br><br> | + | ''Now that we’re done, I guess we’ll be heading back to London. Kind of a shame, really. I really liked getting to see all these new places. I mean, people live up on their roofs here. Made''<br> |
| + | ''for some challenging night crawling. And it is so different from the City. It’d feel weird, going back, getting back to putting coinage away for her house''.<br><br> | ||
A queasy feeling went through her stomach at that last sentence. She had put off thinking about it. Easy enough with Miss Katherine and Miss Flora being bagged and parceled like that by those barmies. But now that was all said and done. No more distractions. She was now forced to think about how she had felt when Alexi had let her run that mansion of his. Everything she had thought she wanted. Except she hadn’t wanted it.<br><br> | A queasy feeling went through her stomach at that last sentence. She had put off thinking about it. Easy enough with Miss Katherine and Miss Flora being bagged and parceled like that by those barmies. But now that was all said and done. No more distractions. She was now forced to think about how she had felt when Alexi had let her run that mansion of his. Everything she had thought she wanted. Except she hadn’t wanted it.<br><br> | ||
