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Whisper slipped in the door, and upon hearing Lin claim the top bunk she made a dash for the bottom bunk, where she curled up, tucked her wings, and promptly fell asleep.

Rhea laughed. "She'll get over it eventually," she grinned, setting her bag down and taking out her staff as well. She set it aside, and then pulled out her other weapons - sword and dagger - and then she began placing them all in the case, using the hooks that had been provided.

"It's hard to believe that just this morning we were so many miles away from here," she smiled as she worked. "I didn't know it was possible to travel so far in a single day."

Rhea smiled. "I would imagine Roydon might have had something to do with that," she murmured as she began to unpack her clothes into one of the dressers. "He is a wind controller. I imagine he finds it quite useful for sailing. I've never felt a wind as strong as the one that brought us here. Even in a storm."

Rhea smiled. "Most people don't mind when you ask, it really isn't a big deal," she told Lin honestly. "I mean, everyone has magic, so when you ask what type, it isn't really a personal question."

She sorted through her clothes, putting them into different drawers, and then she looked around a bit. "Ah," she murmured, pulling her cloak from her bag and heading towards the bunks. "There are hooks here for our cloaks. Much easier than putting them in drawers."

Rhea glanced over at Lin. "Helen, your brother?" she asked. "He's the one who makes your clothes, right?"

She moved to the little shelf next to the bed and began to unpack her few books. She didn't have many, only about five, and the rest of them were blank journals waiting to be filled. Then she moved to one of the desks and began unpacking sheets of paper, bottles of ink, quills, and a knife for sharpening her quills.

Rhea laughed as she rummaged around in her bag. "Perhaps he was just looking for any excuse at all to replace your wardrobe," she teased, pulling out a sketch of her parents. It was in a wooden frame that looked like Ulrich's handiwork, and she placed in on one corner of her desk. Then she pulled out a second frame with a sketch of her entire family: her parents, herself, Whisper, and Cindy. She had long ago decided that Cindy was family, even though she knew they didn't share any blood.

"Something like you, I think," she smiled over at Lin. "You, I think, would take any excuse to come to our world. You don't need an event like a hunt or lessons."

Rhea grinned at Lin. "I don't blame you," she winked. "I like being here, too."

She opened her desk drawer and placed inside it her drawing pencils and blade sharpener, then placed her empty journals and loose sheets of paper into a lower drawer.

"Still," she added softly, "I know I'm old enough to make my own decisions, and to go where I like and such ... but I'm glad Mama and Papa gave me permission to come here. I don't think I would have come otherwise. I wouldn't want to do things against their wishes ..."

Rhea glanced up at Lin as she pulled a blanket from her bag. "Would you want to settle in our world?" she asked, moving towards her bunk again. "Or would you settle somewhere else in your own world? Or travel between the two?"

Though she supposed it wasn't practical to travel forever, even for immortals. Even Daeron had expressed a wish to settle down eventually - once he found the right woman for him. Whenever that might end up being.