This rider was full of questions people had not asked him in some time. IT made him watch her in bemusement for a while before he turned to check the straps on his flight harness. It never hurt to check at every rest point. It was a soothing ritual in fact, running fingers along thick wherry hide cross pieces, searching for flaws...

...it gave him time to think.

"No," he admitted at last. "Everything changes. The weyrs are changing, the ways will change, and perhaps in time we could live out at the edges of the world." He'd seen places most never had, and he kept them off the maps.

"And perhaps someone will return there." Merrinth bugled softly at the idea, eyes swirling in relaxed easiness.