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"I don't have a Ring of Sustenance and will need a corresponding amount of food and sleep." 

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"A..."

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“—Oh those haven’t been invented yet, right. A Ring of Sustenance is a magic item that lets you do without food entirely and means you only need two hours of sleep a night. Very popular among quick adventurers.”

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He wants one, so he supposes he'll have to learn how to make rings.

"We can get you food and sleep."

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“Excellent.”

Even without the ability to display spell structures, she can go on explaining the existence of future spells for some time, albeit it’s less obvious where seemingly-unchanged spells might have slight variations.

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Well, at some point she might want food or sleep. Pasenkey can keep downloading information from her basically indefinitely, given the free drink refills his servants are providing them.

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She will mention when she gets hungry, and she will want to go to bed not long after sundown. 

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They can bring her food (it's plainer than what she's used to in her Mechitar) and will not object to her going to bed on her own in one of the many guest rooms surrounding the courtyard.

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She does not automatically assume the difference in food quality is a temporal thing as opposed to the disposable revenue difference between an adventuring party and a blood lord. She picks a bed more or less at random and goes flop. 

(...She's going to actually have to say, with her mouth, "I can't cast Prestidigitation, will someone do that for me," isn't she. Terrible. Letting her siblings just do it whenever without actually saying words is much preferable. Hang on, has Prestidigitation been invented yet? She should show them Prestidigitation next time she has a wand or whatever.)

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Pasenkey will keep working for several hours more and eventually be reminded to sleep. He sleeps very briefly and very deeply, and if he has nightmares he does not remember or mention them.

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And in the morning, Naithrope can be woken by the dawn creeping in through the courtyard windows.

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It is deeply weird to be waking up somewhere that gets sunlight, and not deep within her father's pyramid. 

But she's going to have to get used to it. 

She strokes Kexil's back, and hums along with his singing, and prepares her spells for the day. 

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Partway through the spell preparation someone will knock quietly on the door, in an "I hope I'm not disturbing you, ma'am?" way.

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"Little bit!" she calls. 

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Then they will not come back until after she's done preparing spells.

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She finishes preparing her spells and then opens the door.

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There's a quick servant around, a young woman of about the standard Gebbite ethnicity (slightly darker than the standard Osirian ethnicity, given the warmer temperature, but otherwise pretty similar) wearing a short tunic. "Ma'am? Breakfast is served." Was served half an hour ago, though the master hasn't made it there yet either.

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"Thank you!" She is going to be exquisitely polite to all the servants; she hasn't forgotten that her own mother (the real one, not the biological one) was a slave. 

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She'll dip her head in gratitude - anything else Naithrope needs? Changes of clothes, drinks, et cetera can all be provided before if she needs it...

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...A change of clothes would be good, yeah. Thanks. 

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The clothes are perfectly normal for a respectable woman in Ancient Osirion, which is wildly less colorful than what Naithrope wears at home; they suggest she can't afford daily Endure Elements, but make no other statement regarding her wealth.

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Naithrope notices that the clothes are a different style than she's used to, but that makes sense, since this Mechitar is still Osirian instead of Gebbite. She accepts the clothes with thanks and does not consider or realize anything about any implications the clothes might have about her. 

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After that there's the prospect of breakfast! It's served in the courtyard, under the shade of a couple old trees and a cloth stretched between them as sun cover, where there's a nice table set up with several covered dishes on it and the same choice of drinks as last night. Nobody is there yet.

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If Naithrope decides hard enough that that isn't weird and she doesn't feel apprehensive about it, then it will probably be true. Right? Right. 

She will try a different drink than the one she had last night and investigate the dishes. 

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It's an unsweetened yogurt drink, pretty well made. Covered by the dishes is a mild variety of foods, because they don't know just what she likes.

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