Bella has probably never before looked so much in need of a hug.
"Yeah. I want a hug." She holds her arms out tentatively.
"I try," he says wryly. "Take care of yourself, okay? I don't think this empressing thing is always as fun as it sounds."
"The empressing is fun," Bella reassures him. "The losing my boyfriend and having all this power and not having a way to get him back is the part that's getting me down. I can't even wish for a door. But," she shrugs. "Golden managed to raise a daughter with negligible money, everyone she knew thinking she was dead, and her thinking her mate was dead. I'm in better shape than that. I didn't crack during the interviews at all." She sighs. "The hug helped, though."
She smiles a watery smile. "So what's going on with you?" she asks. She's not sure whether asking "Where's Kolya?" would be rude, so she doesn't.
"Not very much. Still plugging away at translating that website of yours," he says cheerfully. "I'm pretty sure at this point I could recite your welcome screen in my sleep."
"Ah," says Bella. "But in which language would you recite it?"
"Did you translate my website into Klingon?" Bella asks, laughing aloud.
Bella giggles. "Are there even enough words in Klingon?"
"Huh. I shall try to avoid underestimating Star Trek fans in the future, then."
"I still can't figure out what that guy's power does," he says ruefully.
"You want me to brainphone him now and ask instead of waiting?"
"Dunno if he'd mind, but of the two people I interviewed he is not the one who opted to chide me for teleporting directly into his house instead of knocking," shrugs Bella. "I'll leave him be if he complains. Just a sec." [Hey, Sandy, it's me, got a minute?]
[You didn't tell me you already had magic,] she says reproachfully.
[...Ye-es?] he says. [Is this a trick question? It's not a question. Is this a trick statement?]