There is a space at the bottom of the world, where Earth and Ice and Shadow meet. It is cold, but not cold enough to kill; dark, but not too dark to see. A small round room, made of chilly black marble, lit by a dim and sourceless glow, with a spiral stair climbing the curve of the wall and a shallow circular recession in the exact center of the floor. The recession is maybe six feet wide by six inches deep, lined with something resembling pale frosted glass, and there is nothing in it.
"I hope we can save both the worlds. Or at the very least save this one and evacuate yours to it."
"Me too," says Ravkesial.
Riale comes back and hands Cor a key. "You're right across the hall."
"Thanks. Uh, g'night, unless there's more things we should discuss."
"If there are, I think they can wait for the flight to Highpoint tomorrow, it'll take most of the day unless your fast thing can take passengers."
"I haven't tried but it would be sort of weird if it could, it involves kind of discorporating."
"Well now I'm fascinated but I bet my fascination can wait until tomorrow morning and I should get to sleep so we can get an early start. G'night."
Cor goes to bed.
And so does Riale, and he wakes up early in the morning and eats breakfast and leaves his door half-open while he sits with the book and puts things in it, so he'll know right away when Cor emerges.
(The rooms have fancy bathrooms and comfy beds and tasteful furniture and are generally expensive-seeming. This is a very nice hotel.)
Up gets Cor.
"Good morning! Ready to go? Do you get airsick - I guess maybe you don't know if you get airsick. Well unless you get airsick while discorporated in which case I am so sorry."
"Being discorporated is not uncomfortable in any way. I have not flown other ways."
"Okay. Then I guess if you turn out to get airsick you can fly to Highpoint your way and we'll catch up."
"Sounds like a plan."
"Want to have breakfast before we go, or try to eat in the air?"
"How common is airsickness?"
"Not that common, but I don't know how being from a world without flying vehicles changes things."
"Eh. I'll try eating in the air and I can stick it out till lunch if this is a bad plan."
He picks up his book.
"I'll go tell them we're leaving, then meet you on the roof."
Telarin takes Ravkesial's hand to lead her up to the swoop. Since Cor might need some guidance there too, he politely refrains from going straight through the ceiling.
Cor follows spirits.
And here they are on the roof. Telarin settles Ravkesial onto one of the swoop's wings and sits beside her. There is some passenger seating available for Cor in the vehicle's main body.