"And I'm a woman. I get...excluded from a lot of things," Angharad says, in the tone of one bestowing a confidence.

She sees him looking at her scars, and the thought occurs to her that now she's out from Joe's vault, now she's in a different city where islands float and people are soft and content, people might ask about them.

And she has no idea what she'll say.

But the little boy doesn't, and she's grateful for that.

"What's your name? I'm the Splendid Angharad."