Like that one. “Look,” said Bitterroot, “we don’t have a trail except the river. We have no idea where along the river she could be. But the river’s open to the sky. I can travel faster than any of you and Amanita won’t notice me. Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t go out flying.” She silently prayed the list of likely responses from Artemis she’d compiled and written answers to was going to be good.