A third of the world is covered by the howling maelstrom that was born a century ago. It is not ordinarily a place you'd find people surviving, but sometimes things appear in it. Strange things - otherworldly things - brought into the mist of a howling storm of cloudy dust and wind that blows in whichever direction it wants.
"I think the way in which Saffron ensures her safety works best when everyone around knows her and she has an established resource base. I know it's not historically your style."
"If he understands your question. Probably if you just walk up to him and say 'why' that won't work."
"Like Saffron most of what he's doing with his life is very restricted to this one place. He knows the people, he has all his resources here. And he feels responsible for the town, and wouldn't want to abandon it even if it would make him a bit safer - and it would really be only a bit, because he'd be losing a lot of things simultaneously with getting away from anyone who was looking for him here with hostile intent."
"Well, his parents live here. He'd have to convince them to move too, or leave them behind. People here respect him and pay attention to him and do what he says; people somewhere else wouldn't. I think he likes it here and might easily not like it in whatever place would be next best."