They travel the rest of the way to the Eyrie in companionable non-conversation, although not silence, as Isbella notes that they pass over an area that looks too brown for the season and spends the middle half-hour of the journey praying for a brief shower of rain. (Major weather interventions wait for petitions, but minor ones are permissible in passing.) They depart an area of drizzle, fly just over another hour, and touch down at the hold. A quartet of men - two mortals, two angels - are singing something somber and soft, not enough to wake sleepers; Isabella waves at them after she puts Micaiah down.
"My quarters are near Elisha's," she says softly, leading him through the corridors. "Not right next to them, but the same general area - you might find it easy to get lost in here at first." They find the kitchens again and Isabella gets two plates of potatoes, greens, and venison from the cook; apparently the meeting with the Manadavvi went on for long enough that they're still eating now.
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Date: 2013-02-08 02:38 am (UTC)"My quarters are near Elisha's," she says softly, leading him through the corridors. "Not right next to them, but the same general area - you might find it easy to get lost in here at first." They find the kitchens again and Isabella gets two plates of potatoes, greens, and venison from the cook; apparently the meeting with the Manadavvi went on for long enough that they're still eating now.