[He isn't sure what the thing is, though at first glance, it appears like someone has tried to replace a horse with parts of a cart. Wheels like on a cart or carriage, but not enough of them; a curved bar that looks almost like it could be reins; something that might be a seat, without quite being a saddle. The rest of the thing puts him in mind of a maester's Myrish eye -- metal tubes all over. Yet he doubts that it will tell him anything about the stars.
It had been an afternoon of teaching his three little charges -- all of them rather sulky today -- and then finding some fine linen in town for his sister. So it is that he comes through the courtyard with a tied-up parcel in his hand, and approaches Kyle as Kyle looks the thing over.
Bikes!
It had been an afternoon of teaching his three little charges -- all of them rather sulky today -- and then finding some fine linen in town for his sister. So it is that he comes through the courtyard with a tied-up parcel in his hand, and approaches Kyle as Kyle looks the thing over.
Jon hesitates a moment, regarding it, then says,]
What is it?
[He sounds both curious and dubious.]