Autor watches Joly carefully again, wondering if he's unearthed something that should have stayed buried. He has a bad habit of that.
"The moon is where I picked up my flying carpet," the boy says, nodding again. "I can't imagine you floundering for long in any place, with so much to learn everywhere. Though the ponies might be a little much. You'll meet people here, and I'm sure they'll take you home if you ask." He doesn't need to add 'politely'; he already knows that Joly would be.
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Date: 23 Oct 2014 23:56 (UTC)"The moon is where I picked up my flying carpet," the boy says, nodding again. "I can't imagine you floundering for long in any place, with so much to learn everywhere. Though the ponies might be a little much. You'll meet people here, and I'm sure they'll take you home if you ask." He doesn't need to add 'politely'; he already knows that Joly would be.