"The lantern?"
"The fire rocks."
"Oh," Gita said. She passed the fire starter kit back out the hole, and then moved back, eager to explore.
"Do you have everything you need to set up camp?" Gita called out.
"Of course!" Dadbeh's laugh filtered through the hole.
"If you don't mind," Gita said, "I think I'll spend the night in here and explore. There's a big crack in the ceiling. When the sun rises again, I'll be able to see a little better. At least in this room."
"You just don't want to crawl back through that hole," Dadbeh laughed, his voice reminding her of a jackal's yip.
"Would you?"
"No," Dadbeh said. "Why do you think I left without crawling inside?"
Gita moved around the sky canoe, equating everything in it to a house since otherwise she had no point of reference. Two luxur
