He looked at Casper, whose abdomen shone brightly through his tunic.
He looked at Nadika, whose eye patches seeped light around their edges.
He guessed his ear crystals were glowing brightly.
“How do we get out of here?” Nadika said, walking around the inside of the sphere and right up to Sharif. “What does it mean, when I can walk upside down on a surface that feels completely flat to me?”
“It not only feels flat,” he told her, “it is flat. Or as flat as the timespace warp-and-weave will allow us to perceive. It's like the surface of a planet, except inverted and much smaller. Bentota feels flat to you as well, right?”
“But it is flat,” Nadika said. Then she frowned. “Of course it isn't flat, but only feels and looks flat.”
“You get the idea, because this,” Sharif said, spreading hi
