Everyone pops in. All the Bells, all the Jokers - except for the Joker, who is missing for some reason - and the Bells immediately, without having to speak, divide their tasks amongst themselves. Stella and Angela and Pattern and Cam start brainstorming solutions - not implementing them, yet, just generating ideas that might work depending on what they're dealing with. Golden, as the one who's actually had her mind read by a loved one - albeit under more controlled circumstances - is working with Shell Bell, the other previously broken-beyond-recognition Bell, on coming up with a plan to help walk Isibel through recovery after they fix this somehow. Cam eventually folds into this conversation from the other since he's the one with a talking notebook; if they can find Isibel's old books they might be able to turn them into something that could help more actively. Rose is peering into Isibel's mindscape, looking for visible damage that she can just heal directly. Amariah's popping back into Milliways and forcing the door to the elf's world so she can drop a Janepoint in the cave to keep it temporally synced, then coming back and joining Juliet and Aegis in interrogating the demon and the waking dragon about what exactly they have done to Isibel.
"Bell standard with visual channel isn't going to cut it here," says Stella. "Maybe same basis, omit the visuals, just run it with everything automatically 'opened' as it happens." She hexes it up in both directions.
"And enchanter's mindscape-reading. If you're truly one I don't know how well it will work, but -" Rose wishes both enchanter power and enchanter skill and murmurs the instructions to the mindscape-reading spell she uses with Beast.
"And a link like Sue's, automated pushing - and Sue, you might wanna stay hooked in while we do it, if you can stand it, in case they need more bandwidth or something -" Aegis wishes them a facsimile of what Sue does just between demon and dragon.
"And something like what daemons have with their people, not the drawbacks but the connection," says Amariah, and she takes a moment to work out a design, preemptive anti-intercision, and she wishes it into place.
"And something as near to the original as possible without incorporating Isibel or anything else, just - copied over with that edit," says Angela, and she wishes too.
"Could throw in a limited target version of Edward, or - no, if you want it comprehensive you want Aro-at-range. Here." Golden wishes too.
The moment the wish was cast, the dragon's mind went away. Not sleeping, not unconscious - gone. Blank as empty air. There is nothing like a thought in him now, a fact which the demon is experiencing in sixfold clarity. He lives, but that is all he does. Magic still hums in his bones, his heart beats on, his lungs draw breath, but the part of him that does the thinking is a void. This is particularly obvious through Rose's contribution, because their shared mindscape - the island that was their home for ten thousand years - is full of ragged gaping holes.
"It would be kinder to kill them all and leave them in the catacombs for eternity, undo it, now."
The dragon gives a single all-over shudder and bends his head so the demon can kiss it frantically.
"I should have known," says the dragon, shuddering again. "The bond is the dragon. The dragon is the bond. The part of the bond that touches minds - is my mind."
"Are we going to have to leave her like that? We can't do that, it's horrible," breathes Juliet.
"If he could just back off," murmurs Golden. "If he could just not pay attention, or if her shielding worked..."
There is an abrupt chorus of nos from the other Bells.
"I know, I know, but -"
"Why is it that you simply can't refrain from reading her?" Angela asks the demon/dragon pair softly.