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‘I can’t feel any of that,’ I reminded him, not being a Waymaster and all.
‘Right.’ Jay looked at Emellana.
She shook her head. ‘I have no Waymaster’s arts either.’
‘One of the very few things you lack, from what I hear,’ he said.
She grinned at that, seemingly a rare expression with her. ‘Believe me, I would have rectified that lack if I could.’
‘Wouldn’t we all,’ I muttered.
‘All right,’ said Jay. ‘So this is all Waymastery, all the time. I’ve been here for twenty minutes or so and eight people have come through in that time. Three arrived here by bubble-express; of those, one disappeared through the main henge, and two through the jade one there.’ He pointed. ‘Two came down on some kind of flying carpet, I’m not even kidding, and took the one with the milky crystal stones. And
