As the afternoon ticks away, Jemma's glad she managed to pack more than one notebook - even in her cramped shorthand, she's filling pages and pages with questions and comments and descriptions, sketches scattered throughout to break up the wall of text. She's also learned how to move with the bike (somewhat), and what fun it is to not have to worry about what time it might be now.

"Is that Talassemtane up ahead?"