”I think you’re underestimating the size of the Earth”, Arven replied with a chuckle, surprised at Felicity’s disbelief. Despite having travelled all his adult life, it was not as if Arven had conquered the Earth and now needed new worlds to explore. On the contrary, he would never be able to sample everything this world had to offer — not in a lifetime, not in a thousand lifetimes.

But it seemed Felicity was being more philosophical than that. She was looking up into the endless sky and saw it not as “more”, but as “out”. He reached down and gently brushed a stray lock of dark hair from her face. ”Then perhaps you’re destined for a life beyond the Hearth. What do you dream of, Felicity?”