#I ripped dessa's name when I played dnd the other week

[zahroreadsthings]

Study session...

Question: Do you go?

Response: Yeah. Time to learn about geography too, I guess.

In the end there's no point in staying - the only prize for winning this competition was clout. You both take up Sol on his offer, Dessa more enthusiastically than you.

It's easy enough to lead the way to the library but you fumble when it's time to find books on weather - you've only used Deema's before.

Sol pats you on the shoulder sympathetically and goes to speak with a librarian while you and Dessa find a table.

'You have a real talent for poking holes in solutions, Dessa,' he says when he returns, a small stack of books in his arms. He doesn't sound the least bit annoyed.

'I have to! Almost everything's written for you coastal folk. I make so many notes in my books I basically wrote them. You coastal folks have it easy.' She giggles behind her hand at Sol's surprise. 'It's true! I don't have the sea to moderate temperature.'

That hadn't occurred to you; you've lived by the sea all your life. You jot that down in your notebook.

'And altitude,' Sol says. 'Air gets thinner and colder the higher you go.'

'And if there's, say, valleys where cold air pools,' Dessa continues.

Sol nods along as he flips through a book. 'Rain shadow, valleys, basins... all things you look out for where you are?'

She nods confirmation.

They carry on while you flip through the book in front of you. It has more detail than you think you'll ever need, but you diligently take notes regardless. Who knows what you might need to know when finding Deema's samples?

An hour passes and the library closes. Your notebook is full of notes to go over... but you think you can also get your mittens finished tonight.