Linika looked at her and Faith saw the conundrum on her friend's face. Were they friends? Faith thought so, believed so. Linika and she had met in a very strange manner, but as she had once told Padraig ~ she had few enough friends that she needed to recognise the people who were. Linika didn't give her meaningless platitudes, didn't tell her that it was going to be alright, or that Padraig was safe and for that Faith wanted to kiss her. If one more person told her that they were sure he was fine.... He was alive, there was no doubt to her. For all the Immortal marks, all the magical items, the most important link they had was not broken and she would know
if the half of her soul which was Padraig Augustin was gone. He was not. However, as much as she knew that, she also knew that he was not
alright. Absolutely and unequivocally. How, in the name of all the Immortals and the Originals before them, could either one
them be alright? Like this? Separated and terrified. No, he was not alright, and he would not
be, until he was home and saw her again. She knew that, just as she would not be alright until her eyes met his once more.
So, Faith smiled gently at Linika and she saw that the Naer was thinking, considering and then came up with an idea. But even that, she did not over-sell and Faith nodded. Then, she brought a book. A book on... pirates
?! Faith looked up at Linika and the unmistakable light of hope shone in her eyes. "Pirates?! Linika that's... of course. Why didn't I think of that?"
If there were going to be strange and weird legends about unusual phenomena in places where people didn't go
then of course, pirates might be just the place. "Whether there's anything or not, Linika, this is a good idea. Thank you. So much. Hope is a gift in itself."
There was no doubting that in Faith's mind.
So, she lowered her head and started to read. A lot of it was irrelevant, but after a relatively short while she lifted her head to Linika and she slid the book over. "Look, there. he's writing about the "dead zone" in the far east, look. They don't go there, it's ..."
she stopped and frowned, swallowed and then said, "considered to be bad luck. Death is all that awaits."
Well, she hadn't really expected to find out that there was a well known resort there, had she, Faith considered to herself. Where the service was so good that even Padraig couldn't be bothered to pop back? No. Not likely.
"Would you, Linika?"
Faith asked, looking at her with a tense smile. "I'm sorry to ask but... if he knows anything. Anything at all, I'd be grateful."
Then, she put her hand out and touched Linika's arm. "Thank you. Truly."