39: Ryann
Ryann
Ryann chose NeoLat for a couple of reasons. First, the cafe was large—she’d be able to see Piran, but they’d each be at a separate table, sussing. Nobody would suspect they were together.
The second reason was the decor. It was like a miniature forest inside, with foliage in every corner and twisted around every beam. There were wide-leaved colanthium, and beautiful azure blooms of orantis. She saw brush-wheat and daros ferns. She even caught the subtle minty scent of trilanthum, although she couldn’t see it.
None of them were desert plants, and to keep them alive the cafe had a cool, refreshing internal climate, a welcome relief from the heat outside. They’d even added audio—beneath the soft buzz of voices and the hiss of the drinks machines she caught the dripping
