Here is a college student with some homework and a strawberry milkshake sitting in a booth, watching the stars explode.
I saved this planet a few weeks ago and I couldn't have done it if I'd shut up and meekly accepted what I was given, and I certainly couldn't have done it if everyone had kept on telling me as little as possible. I don't know what a science fantasy story is or how you'd try to have one, but certainly all kinds of things might happen any time you try anything worth doing. They're hardly as bad as the things that happen when you don't try.
Okay, well, maybe you are an epic level adventurer, but I'm not. I intend to go back to school and be a therapist and if I live out my natural lifespan I can help lots and lots of people, same way I just helped Verlan though not with the same problem.
Lessa rather thinks she's placed herself in Bella's path... but, no, something's wrong here. Lessa has known, has pretended to be, people trying to stay small, escape notice, live another day. They don't stand up to the most powerful person on the planet.
Just who or what are you more afraid of than me, anyway?
I mean, I don't think you're planning to come back to my world, are you? So maybe it can't get to you and you have nothing to worry about but I still do.