What a strange thing to ask. Or a strange way to ask a sensible thing, perhaps. He's not sure which it is but he's aware that most, if not all, of the conversations he's had here were with people he would never normally be able to understand, and perhaps some languages are harder to translate - however it is that that happens.

"I started just to try and find which ones would be reliable for navigation, hoping we'd be able to go out on the lake here," he says, looking out over the water which barely reflects the night sky above. He still doesn't know how far it extends and it hurts knowing that given the deadliness of the spirits that inhabit it, maybe he never will.

"The fact they're going out was an accidental discovery but now I keep watch. If the rates change, we might learn something about the progress of the World Eaters through the rest of the universe. If they stop, that might be good news. If there are stars they can't eat, we need to learn why."