Vague and grandiose chat about motivated capitalism take up the rest of the wizards' evening. Plans are made for Cam to learn about worldgates the following (skipped from school with Renée's kind accomplicehood) day and, assuming he catches on quickly enough, to go to New York and meet Jenny and talk about her operating as their business proxy.
Presently it's bedtime, and Cam goes to his room and Matilda and Jellybean go to theirs and Cam has the chance to ask Grace what on earth she meant.
"Well," Grace says, whispering, "you've been holding off on labeling because you're only fourteen, but people stabilize at different ages, don't they? And as near as I can tell you've been stable for almost a year now. Not on either, but on whichever. I think you're just as likely to get a crush on Jellybean as Matilda and vice-versa, and I don't think it's because you're still undeclared, I think you're just wired that way."
Cam considers this. "Okay," he says. "I can live with that."
"I should hope so," says Grace, and Cam laughs, and he goes to sleep.
He's still on a sleep cycle appropriate to school, so he may be up before Jellybean and Matilda in the morning.
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There is that! He pats them all encouragingly. He's going to be a millionaire and pull a Norman Borlaug. Awesome.
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