"Gears I understand, at least a little. These must be quite small. And I'm going to go out on a limb and guess your wheels aren't made of wood. Are they -- plastic?"

Everything else people talk about seems to be.

It's a very strange series of materials, that. And all the colors are unexpected, too.

Liranan, meanwhile, seems content to trot at Chuck's side, casting only the occasional glance in Ysalwen's direction. She's keeping up, right?

Right?