"This is not, then, some expected stop on your trip to your childhood school."
The Fool considers Fitz carefully as he tries his best to come up with an adequate response to that statement. No, they are nowhere near Clerres--they are nowhere near their world, and the rules that had applies to their lived experiences in the Six Duchies, in the Outislands, won't apply here. Watching Fitz now, he wonders, truly, how much he realizes their lives have changed.
"Fitz," he begins again softly, "we aren't even in our own world anymore. We have nothing like--like this," and here, he withdraws the yimo tablet that had been given to him at the Dreaming Bridge, pulls up the text exchanges he has had with his friend X, then looks to Fitz again, "in Clerres."
He's been bracing himself for this last revelation, and wonders whether Fitz should be sitting when he hears it. "I am... unsure how you will return to Molly, from here." Or if he will ever see her again. Those words, however, he keeps to himself.
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The Fool considers Fitz carefully as he tries his best to come up with an adequate response to that statement. No, they are nowhere near Clerres--they are nowhere near their world, and the rules that had applies to their lived experiences in the Six Duchies, in the Outislands, won't apply here. Watching Fitz now, he wonders, truly, how much he realizes their lives have changed.
"Fitz," he begins again softly, "we aren't even in our own world anymore. We have nothing like--like this," and here, he withdraws the yimo tablet that had been given to him at the Dreaming Bridge, pulls up the text exchanges he has had with his friend X, then looks to Fitz again, "in Clerres."
He's been bracing himself for this last revelation, and wonders whether Fitz should be sitting when he hears it. "I am... unsure how you will return to Molly, from here." Or if he will ever see her again. Those words, however, he keeps to himself.