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Icarus was somewhat confused by the idea that Pandora was explaining... yet not at all. The fact that there was a degree of segregation in the city was shocking, but certainly not a foreign idea. The Occidental Fleeters had always fought with Oriental ones. Bands of balloonships would crash into one another and light the sky with bursts of meaningless violence. Reigns would be cut and fire jumped about aircraft. Hydrogen burned like no other.

It was widely agreed that the Occidental Fleeters had it much better. Whether that meant cleaner water, stronger ships, or a healthier crew, Icarus couldn't tell. To him, other Fleeters were just the men in masks- cold, lawless pirates that slew innocents without cause. This was the influence of the elder Fleeters and one of their many ideas that was propagated, much like the Elisian myths. Perhaps it was a want for a better life that so quickly dispelled those things in his head.

Pandora's magehood was of little concern to the young Fleeter. Had it not been for the magic of select few crew-members, the Fleet would have perished of starvation and toxicity long ago. Still, the blood of magi in the Fleet was awfully diluted, so those with powers were typically revered as ideal mates. This wasn't a concept Icarus cared to dwell on. Instead, he was honored to know that it was her own personal life-force and strength that went into saving him. Had it been a traditional doctor, the recovery might have been impossible.

"I'll still recover..?" Icarus felt a body of steel around him. He felt a healthiness that wasn't familiar at all. It felt great. Still, he considered that this was very likely the girl's profession. Whatever she said would be right. "I mean... Thank you. I look forward to going out to see Delta. After all, that puts us..." He thought for a moment to consider the tongue. "F-fourth..." The word fell awkwardly from a confused mouth. Icarus considered what this meant before asking, "How many districts are there?" The city was massive, that much was true, but he was certain he had landed in the outskirts of it.

Waiting for his answer, Icarus took another few tentative bites of the fruit. He felt the need to be careful and ration the treat, for a subconscious fear that Eos might not return. Perhaps it was an abandonment issue or adjustment to such kindness, but things seemed to well for something not to go wrong.