They left the dining hall together and walked out into the afternoon sun.
The courtyard in front of the great church was busier now than it had been that morning. People were sitting on the stone benches beneath the trees, talking quietly. A group of children were chasing each other around one of the fountains, splashing and laughing. An old man in brown robes was sweeping the steps of the church with slow, careful strokes, and he smiled at them as they passed, the same calm smile everyone here seemed to wear.
Nobody stopped them. Nobody asked where they were going. Si-on had told them they were free to wander, and it seemed that every person in Suwon had already somehow heard.
