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A brighter man might have been put off by her familiarity, but all Hyperion could see as Sparrow invaded his space was that he was now side by side with an attractive woman. That, for him, was not something you looked too closely at. You just enjoyed it when it happened and chalked it up to your dashing good looks. "What's a map?" Hyperion repeated incredulously as though he hadn't just learned about them himself less than a season ago. "A map," he said grandly, "Is a thing that lays out all the important details of a land so you can navigate it easier." He gestured to a thin, dotted line that ran between shaky, poorly drawn landmarks. "That, for example, is the best route down to the bottom of the Fjord."