"You'll manage it." The proof of that was on the maps back home, and in the stories told to children at night and in the halls of churches. He wouldn't tell her all of that though, but his statement rings with the certainty of someone that knows it's been done.

He nudges her, shoulder to shoulder, and offers another smile. "Apparently I helped you through the Fold in your end of things, so you have to trust me on this one."