What's on the other side is a bar, full of people who are mostly, but not universally, human or at least humanoid. None of them are at all familiar.
There's one woman sitting alone at a table for two, staring out the huge window at the blossoming explosions of distant stars, who has a goal that relates to Kerron's mummy. Two, actually—no, three.
One: She wants to keep the city she lives in safe from him.
Two: She wants to understand why he is the way he is, and why he used to be the way he used to be, and what changed.
Three: She never ever wants to see him or Kerron's daddy again.
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There's one woman sitting alone at a table for two, staring out the huge window at the blossoming explosions of distant stars, who has a goal that relates to Kerron's mummy. Two, actually—no, three.
One: She wants to keep the city she lives in safe from him.
Two: She wants to understand why he is the way he is, and why he used to be the way he used to be, and what changed.
Three: She never ever wants to see him or Kerron's daddy again.