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A half hour later found me looking out the window of the swiftly floating train. The countryside stared back at me in all its green glory. From small farms to quaint villages, the lands around the city of Tras were beautiful. However, I noticed my companion wasn’t enjoying the view.
I fell back against my seat and smiled at Asher. “You’re not mad, are you?”
“Why should I be?” he answered with a little more snap than was usual for him.
I nodded at the figure seated across from us. “He said he needed a break from Doc.”
“And I do,” Ratatoskr chimed in as he readjusted himself in the overly large seat. “Why don’t they make these things smaller? Or maybe add a cushion or two.” He glanced out the window and wrinkled his whiskers. “And why are we going so slow?”
“So we don’t fly
