D-014: Arachnea, Spidon Ranch…
OK…
Eliana is standing atop a cliff at one of Arachnea’s Spidon ranches, ocean waves crashing against the rocks below. Farther out to sea, Eliana can see the ice floes. There’s some possibility she’s supposed to be attending to her education in a location distant from this one at this point, possibly some question about the authenticity of how her study break authorisation was obtained…
“Eliana!”
Her mother Lyssa is crossing a bare patch of ground on the clifftop behind her, coming across from the ranch buildings. She’s dressed in her formal work gear, a figure of stylish cobalt blue; she’s likely come down from the highport by shuttle and come straight here.
She sighs in relief as she closes the gap, “Oh! A relief! Your father and I were worried!”
She frowns.
“You were worried.”
It’s not a question.