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Siwan sat on his knees on her lap, looking out the window at everything below. He pointed at different things, wanting to know what they are and she answered him every single time, even when he pointed at the same things two or three times. Lightning crackled over part of the island, clouds growing rapidly. She knew that wasn't normal. It was supposed to be clear today. Not a cloud in the sky and yet there's the makings of a storm? She could guess what that was about, but as long as it didn't affect her family, she didn't care what was going on. 

The Ferris Wheel stopped near the top, the people down below being let off. Other than the magical storm brewing, everything was fine. They'd finished their food, Siwan had fun, and it was time for them to head home. It wasn't 5 yet, but she didn't want to stick around just to waste time. They were let off, Siwan in her arms, and they made the long trek from the ride towards the gate.

She kept her eyes peeled for anyone she recognized with the intent to ignore them. She didn't want any of them knowing about her family and she didn't want to accidentally stumble into something that's not her business. So far, the coast was clear. They did have to skirt around evidence of a fight. Good as any reason to leave now. 

They left the festival, going to the docks and getting on her father's boat. They boarded it and set off for home.