"...Hi," says Amariah. "You look like - oh, I know, you look like Petaal when she's being a she."
"My boyfriend's daemon." Path is out; she prefers that he be out, as long as she doesn't feel that he's particularly unsafe. She gestures at him where he sits on her shoulder. "This is mine, but Petaal's less stably shaped."
A moment later she reappears. "Boyfriend, huh?"
"Well, sort of, except he generally sticks with being a guy. Not all the time. He's a little younger, I guess. I'm just more accustomed to Petaal looking like you than Kas."
"Yes. Except, again, younger. I guess you're a Whistle too!"
"I wanna meet your boyfriend now!"
"Well," says Amariah, "you caught me at a good time, because we're actually going to go to a huge party with lots of Whistles. Like, counting you, seven of 'em."
"Done. You want to come hang out in my world for a bit before the party starts?"
Port! Conjure! (This Belltower has been replaced with a more literal one in the backyard of Milliways. You can't miss it. Go introduce yourself to Jane, future Bells!) Port! "Jane, Alethia please."
Ooookay. Isabella adds her to the brainphone network. [Where'd you go?]
[Hey sweeties, brought somebody home for you to meet, she got a bit ahead of me.]