35: Ryann
Ryann
Ryann had to admit, Macklyn was right. The work was mundane, and with so much of the dig site buried in shadows it wasn’t the open air and sunlight she preferred, but it got her out of her room, gave her an opportunity to interact with others.
Most of the time she worked alongside Moyna. The woman was no-nonsense, didn’t give a hoot about the company, but cared deeply about her work. Ryann had pushed her, gently, on topics such as the Ancients and Kaiahive’s use of their technology, but Moyna would either dismiss the question or go into so much detail that Ryann was soon lost. Then Moyna would smile pleasantly, shake her head, and suggest they get on with their work.
It wasn’t as dusty as Ryann had feared. Moyna explained, something to do with water seeping through the
