“Pashtan?”
“His tutor. The one who died.”
“Oh. Did you know him?”
“I did. He was one of the students in the Scriptorium when I was there. He’s from Watya and at that time, the railway didn’t even extend that far. It was a long way away. We all thought he was a bit strange and probably treated him worse than he deserved. He probably hated all of us, but after I finished, I came to know him as capable and reliable, more than can be said for any of the previous meteorologists in Ysherra.”
“Why did he choose to go there? I mean, it’s a long way from his home if he’s from Watya.”
“Yes, and so is Tiverius. There are many reasons why people do this. The family can both be a reason to stay and a reason to leave. Not all people are blessed with a loving family like you.”
He gave her a bitters
