"Me too," she admitted. "There are a lot of reasons why people hate Deerington, I guess. But there's a part of me that really loves it. I've been able to meet people I would never have met. That I wasn't supposed to meet, I guess." At least, not according to the probabilities. "And they have some truly wonderous inventions here too."

She opened the messenger bag on her hip, reaching down into it. Way down into it. Elbow deep, although the thing didn't look nearly that big on the outside. After a moment of shuffling things around, she pulled out her Fluid, holding it up for Luke to see. "This is one of my favorites," she told him. "It allows you to talk to other people, sometimes miles and miles away. You can see their faces on this little screen, as clear as if they were in the room with you."

They didn't have phones or screens in Valeria. The closest comparison she could come up with were Elf telepathy tiles. And, well, she wasn't exactly an Elf.