Jinto's out by himself for the moment too, him and Lafiel being on different shifts. Full of festival food, he sleepily ambles back as the last of the fireworks die out, leaving bright trails along the insides of his eyelids.

He spies someone he knows on the way and puts on a smile. He remembers the first time he met Mirys, how he tried to hail her in Baronh.

"Hello, Ms Hargrave. Did you enjoy the fireworks?"