Turnip attuned the rhythms of consideration.
”Perhaps that is so. Very well, I shall trust this system to you.”
Turnip left the system to wander the Cosemere
“Ah, it appears you have also made your way to this planet” said Turnip, he chastised himself in his head for not paying more attention. “I intend to reside on this planet, I am regrettably, rather attached to this planet, my homeland. You?”
Turnip contemplated whether to settle on a planet or to wait to see who settles where. On one hand settling a planet might ward others off but could result in war causing a second shattering. He could travel space, but he might run into someone, resulting in a second shattering. Turnip decided to head to Roshar