Ragnild: Mmm . . . Yeah. Yeah, that checks out. And maybe we oughta be nicer to the servants here? Even if they don’t ask.
Iona: Now that sounds right.
Hey, you want to go swimming before the pool closes for winter? Or, since we’re so far south, for “winter”.
Ragnild: Sure! Once we — Ah! I left the textbook . . . somewhere!
Iona: Bushes by the West Gate.
I picked it up. It’s in my bag.
Iona (thinking): It’s not always me who needs the help.