“Is that what you’re doing to Flurry Heart? Showing her the end of the world over and over, until she isn’t curious anymore?” She couldn’t keep the bitterness from her voice. Then again, she wasn’t really trying. Lucky looked up, half expecting to see Forerunner about to reprimand… but he didn’t. He’d begun walking the perimeter of the projector, inspecting it and everything all around them. Maybe he could see patterns in the way it was constructed that Lucky couldn’t.