"I suppose I should go back." Orien stares down to the canopy below, its leaves tinged with red in the last glow on the sunset. She stands up and turns, outlined by the sun. "Oh Tiero, I wish I had gone with you." She makes her way down through the trees to where the walkways start, then trots down to her uncle's house, the edges of the stairs picked out by the flickering embers of the sunset. Opening the windows, she sits down on the windowsill, and pauses, a sudden thought springing into her mind. "What if I did?"