“So now what?” Sevan says, breaking the silence. “Now?” Salim thinks about it. “I honestly don’t know.” They’re all startled when Sevan starts laughing. “Is this what freedom feels like?” she says and leans against the handrail with both elbows as she becomes pensive. “We could do anything. We could sail the skies forever. We could become traders or wanderers or even pirates. We . . . we’re free.” She says the last word like she can’t quite believe it.
