Promise returns, exchanges a few words with the blue-haired fairy, and ducks into the ship.
Promise goes into the workshop and transmutes more fuel. She gets faster and faster at it.
And when she wakes up, Liam shows her step-by-step how to make a noise-machine. He puts on a sound-blocking helmet and tests it for a brief instant - it's painfully, blisteringly loud, made even worse by the echoes from being indoors.
And the ship continues moving at high speed away from queenscontinent. Liam asks her to make more fuel once every few hours (moving this fast burns through a lot of the stuff), and tells her every 250 miles of distance they put behind them. He also asks for sorcery lessons, if she doesn't mind giving them.
"It takes a while to get anything to happen the first time you try. Even if you know your workspace like the back of your hand."
"...Maybe. I'm not sure. All right, so the usual introduction is a fairylight." She makes one: a little point of light in midair. "To make that, I had to note all the existing light sources and reflections that are passing through that space, pay attention to all the air currents passing through that space, and note the temperature and humidity. A lot of this gets automatic with practice, and doing this your first time in a moving vehicle isn't ideal because it means we're passing through a lot of different harmonics - you can't see those, nobody can, but they also affect casting, which means that when you're used to an area you can have a sense for how the harmonics are laid out there and factor them in."
"Well, if you do it right enough, you'll be able to make a light. You concentrate on all the things that are going on in the target space, and then you concentrate as hard as you can on adding just one simple thing to it."
He concentrates. He tries different mental configurations - which is the most important? The light? The temperature? The precise location of his light-to-be?
He doesn't get much of anywhere. About an hour and a half later, he takes a break to attend to some chores that need doing to keep the ship in the air.
"The moving vehicle definitely won't help, but now you've done it at all you should be able to do it again."
"How much further do you want to go? We made lots of progress overnight, I suspect we're at least 12000 miles from the starting point. As long as you keep making me fuel I can keep going, but if it's going to be weeks we'll need to stop for maintenance."
"I mean, what are we over right now? I don't want to be dropped in the ocean or anything."
If she touches this panel over here and mentally asks it for vision, it will feel as though she has an extra pair of eyes looking out from the front of the ship. Clouds pass below them, beyond the clouds is a sea of very purple water.
"Let me know when you see a good place?"