Her silence following his question is concerning. Had asking her been rude? Blue is a creature who enjoys considering possibilities, and it hadn’t occurred to him that others might not be exactly the same. The Island Resort is paradise, he knows, but is it the only
paradise? Not everyone in Beqanna lives here with them, so surely there are appealing qualities to the other lands. Some certainly aren’t paradise - who would live in a froen land or near an active volcano?! – but something in the outside world must have been appealing for Divest’s mother to consider leaving her here. Blue has no children of his own, but the idea of leaving one behind is one possibility that he considers unfathomable.
She doesn’t know, she eventually tells him, speaking of a plan to remain reactionary rather than causal.
It is a fitting outlook for her, Blue thinks; why disrupt perfection? He stifles his curiosity and the subsequent questions that her answers elicit. What sort of thing might call her? How would she even know?
“I think I’ll stay here too,”
he tells her, “but I think I want to travel too. I want to see what the rest of Beqanna looks like, and maybe look for my family as well. Plus I have to go back to the Mountain eventually!”
His smile is bright, and he shakes back the white forelock that the wind has blown across his blazed face.