Arraia bobs her body up and down in agreement. "I think that's something the council didn't think about, when they passed you over: that you wouldn't have made the mistake of bringing home a human. Not twice. They were probably being shortsighted, taking a hard stance just to make the consequences clear."
Estre glares back at you. "Either way, it's here now, and it deserves to enjoy what this new life will be like," he says. "You're the expert on this, and it needs your help."
You reach the edge of the rift, and the conversation dies down. You don't go down into the spreading seafloor below, but instead travel along the edge of the small cliff to find a guideline to the city suspended over the rift. Slowly, from out of the depths comes into view the pulsing glow from the crystalline city. Home.
Into the City of Glass