They are not in Zhoujiatai anymore. Tang Fan can tell that much from this little. Whether they've come north into the mountain, or gone south into the plains, though — or ended up somewhere else entirely, east or west by providence — he'd need to see the stars, first, to even have a hope of a guess at it.

So much for simple and for supposed good fortune. What a day they've had, and what a night it's apparently promised them.

How can he want for something he does not have when its lack leaves no absence?

Close is worse than nothing.

Luke Skywalker and his apprentice take shelter from a storm. Courtesy of close quarters, Ben's desires boil over.