Scoria: This is my favorite place to be down here.

Wisp: The heat doesn’t bother you?

Scoria: Well, growing up I’ve always been with my father, he too was a blacksmith. You get used to the heat.

Wisp: What about your mother?

Scoria: She’s always traveling, making public artworks around the world. When she did arrive home, she would tell me all about her travels and make me little sculptures of where she’s been to.

Wisp: Have you ever tried going with your mother?

Scoria: …once, but I don’t wanna talk about that. Let’s just stand here and admire this, okay?

Wisp: Sure, whenever you feel ready to talk about it.

Scoria: Thank you.