"Can you tell?" Wrema asks, looking up at Hera carefully. "When people are lying to you. I'm not very good at it, but sometimes . . . " She trails off for a second. "Sometimes I can. If that would help?"

Sucasa looks back, shoulders tightening a little, because she already knows the answer to her next question. But --

"Will we get to do that, too? Visit other worlds and stay in them, once we go back home."