This was oh, so very different from walking with Penelo throughout Bhujerba. With Ico guiding him, Larsa tried to keep in step. Walking on uneven roads with his heeled shoes made it difficult to walk fluidly; even then, he tried to keep up with the words and the street.

The difference between the outside of the Hold and the inside were like night and day. As Ico squeezed his hand, Larsa returned the favor and took wide steps to keep up with the younger boy. "By how many years?" he managed to ask as the crowd started to thin near the apartments.