"Jason, too," he adds. "One of them, anyway. The blonde. Haven't met a fluffy bird-girl." Not that it matters much. The place is small, he'll run into her eventually.

"And from what Jason told me, flying too high gets tricky mostly because it's too hard to see. Weather hasn't helped lately either, with all the fog and rain. Maybe if you get high enough though, you can get clear of the darkness."

Right? Or maybe this is just what space is like. Dark everywhere except for the stars. The thought makes him suddenly wonder what this world would look like from above. A dark orb, with a tiny pinpoint of light at the lighthouse? What a strange idea.