It’s a plan, then! [Dorothea gives her a nod to match, pleased both with the idea and having someone be as excited as she is about it. And what Miyako says is undeniable—people naturally need a reprieve when the weight of the world is on their shoulders. There will be plenty of work to be done here in Horos.

She’s still not so sure what sort of place she’ll find for herself here, but there are no end of possibilities.

And she is still learning this about this world as it is. Achamoth? She mentally jots that one down.] Oh? I don’t believe I’ve heard of that one, but I have heard of a city called Greentruth. Supposedly it’s built along the treetops. [Such a curious thing to imagine, perhaps with its own fairy tale-like wonder just as this place.]