Five years since your death. ( There's no use trying to avoid mentioning it when both of them are well aware of Cid's fate. To do so would be doing them both an unkindness. ) And nearly a year since we found ourselves here. While there is some unfinished business left for our return, no Mothercrystals remain on Valisthea, and Mid herself saw to the completion of the Enterprise not so long ago. It's a fine ship, Cid, the fastest in the Twins.

( He might not look, and Jill might not have seen, but there are some things she knows: that a father would want to know about the accomplishments of his young daughter. If she dared to think of it -- what would her own father think of her now? Her memories of her father are as hazy as those of her mother, but she would think there would be some pride for a daughter who has fought for an end to the Blight, for the right of all to live as they see fit. )