[The mention of previous versions earned an head tilt of acknowledgment, but it was not surprising she was not the only one who had gone and returned.] Yes, please. If the images in our dreams are real and our names are keywords, then maybe we can derive something from them. Like a puzzle to solve.

[It was something Huo would likely say, she thought, with his unwavering sensibility even when no exit was in sight. Something she would like to learn.]

There was a puzzle in that cave as well.