"Whistles don't like their given names. I've never quizzed one about why, and what Edward reported didn't contain a coherent explanation."

"Amariah said to me that it's because of their dads," says Juliet. "They have terrible dads."

"Yeahhhhh," says Tony. "I would totally buy that as a reason to swear and want to set things on fire. I mean, not as a reason to actually set things on fire, but definitely as a reason to want to."

Sherlock hugs him.

"Yeah - Golden, isn't your species, like, immune to trauma," says Juliet vaguely.

"That is perhaps overstating the case, but we have - strong psychological set points," says Golden. "To which we will return if not actively traumatized at any given time. You think I didn't make enough allowances for him having been a human at the time? Because he has since become my sort of vampire, and from what I have since learned of the template it wouldn't surprise me if his reaction were just the same should something similar occur."

"Well, he and Stella had perfect recall even before he turned, maybe that's part of his psychological set point even though it's about something that happened before he turned," Juliet suggests.

"Maybe."

"Speaking for the 'people with shitty dads' contingent," says Tony, "although names aren't my particular problem, there are totally other things that could make me swear in inappropriate situations if they came up unexpectedly. I mean, I'm not proud of that or anything, but I don't think it's some kind of major character flaw. Lots of people have some stuff they're not really okay about, and if it hits them at the wrong time—" He makes an exploding motion with his hands.

"...Was it not briefly considered to fetch your parents away from Downside?" Golden asks, puzzled.

"All that means is he doesn't want them dead," says Juliet. "He doesn't yet know us well enough to know that we're going to fix what ails the place. What kind of quorum are we waiting for there, anyway?"

"It's not so much a specific fortuitous collection of Bells in Milliways that we're waiting for as it is about Shell Bell - or some hitherto unknown Bell - working out how to use nine-pointed coins for interdimensional travel that is more cooperative so that we can collect everyone we know about."

...The conversation seems to have moved on from the resurrection of his parents, so Tony does not air his complicated feelings on the subject.

"Speaking of which," says Sherlock, "do you suppose it is time to provide Juliet with a coin press of her very own?"

"Ah. Of course. Here you are, Juliet." An invisible bandolier is made, stocked, and handed over; Juliet takes it and twists it on, smiling slightly. "Who's going to be her helper-mint?"

"I am the obvious candidate."

"Can you handle all the relevant - boosting and testing and the like, by yourself?" Golden says delicately, making him a bandolier and minting him too. "I prefer not to be too close to the details of minting-as-it-tends-to-go."

"I think we'll be fine. Shell Bell explained everything," Juliet says.

"Everything?"

"I know how to use stars-and-up - guys, that's not safe unless one of us tells you how, don't try it - and how to handle a rogue mint; is there more?"

"All of the other accumulated advice appears in the book. Make sure you're caught up before you do anything significant," shrugs Golden.

"Will do."

"Define 'not safe'," says Sherlock.

"I don't know how hard your sort is to kill, but suffice to say you and anyone standing next to you and possibly anyone a few blocks away would not have good odds of surviving the experience, and I don't believe you want to trust Downside to catch you, both because it has Milliways's issues with time and you could easily spend decades trying to exist there without getting tortured before anyone fetched you and because it may simply interpret you as already being dead." Golden gestures at the human Sherlock in the room.

"I'll probably wind up telling you. Shell Bell told hers," says Juliet. "It's the Whistles who don't generally know."