Oh, more than you know, Mr. Childermass. [She can't help but to be wry in tone.

He'd be right- she was the daughter of Zachary Hale Comstock, the Prophet of Columbia. There was nothing else to do in her tower but to learn and entertain herself.]

Me, too. I mean- I've read about carnivals. But this is... [they walk past a patron with horns.] this is something else entirely.