"Well...no." She'd wanted to go to college, of course. She had her degree, even, though she'd earned it through distance learning. But actually leaving for four years had been frowned on. Those were four years she could have spent challenging her way up, after all.

In reality they'd been four years of a rollercoaster. She had challenged up, from Five to Six to Seven. Then she'd challenged down to Four, and back to Five and Six in another Suit. She'd gotten disowned, stabbed, engaged, and married.

"I'm afraid some of us are a little provincial here," she says with a slight shrug. "Not all of us, I don't think, but a lot." Which might be the reason behind the current troubles, honestly. Maybe they should leave the Deck for more than a few weeks at a time.