‘The problem,’ Lyn said, her voice too young and too small, ‘is that they really, really don’t like to take risks, and they are really, really desperate at this point. You need to keep in mind there were never that many of us in the first place. After the wars and over a century without children, there are just about a few thousand phoenixes left. We’re closer to extinction than any other people in the archipelago, and the elders know it.’
