[Maybe this child has no fear, but Ravus does. What is she thinking, leaning over so far? If it were his sister, he would be pulling her back to safety...]

It matters not how far above the world we are. You'll be six feet under it if you fall.

[There is no recognition in the admonishing stare he shoots her way before looking out in the direction she indicated. He knows her not as either as a Lucian or as an Amicitia, just as a girl brave and bold enough to endanger herself.]

That must be the floating city. It's much too large to be another ship.