"Not the place itself. Okay, maybe it is the place itself... it's sentient." McCrennin puts down her story in her lap and starts digging vigorously through all her pockets, aware of that guy over there watching and waiting his turn to offer Lucy an answer for her question. "Ahah. I knew I had one."

She pulls a crumpled pamphlet out of her pocket and tosses it down. "That's all about LOLs. That's the local term for the changes."