He thinks back to those distant dreamlike memories, and the even more dreamlike scraps of another Jean-Sébastien's childhood when Jeanne could shift her shape. Though even then, he thinks, she spent more time as an eagle than otherwise.
"We could see," he says, thoughtful, abstracted. "Physically, that is -- very far."
"And she couldn't fly far or too high, but sometimes it was enough. For reconnaissance, she was a help."
He shrugs slightly, coming back to himself from the little ways he'd gone. "Every shape had its own advantages, and disadvantages too. An eagle's no better than anything else."
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He thinks back to those distant dreamlike memories, and the even more dreamlike scraps of another Jean-Sébastien's childhood when Jeanne could shift her shape. Though even then, he thinks, she spent more time as an eagle than otherwise.
"We could see," he says, thoughtful, abstracted. "Physically, that is -- very far."
"And she couldn't fly far or too high, but sometimes it was enough. For reconnaissance, she was a help."
He shrugs slightly, coming back to himself from the little ways he'd gone. "Every shape had its own advantages, and disadvantages too. An eagle's no better than anything else."