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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.
"It pleases me to see you so at home with yourself," Magania says to Isibel, taking a graceful step-and-turn back toward the entrance of the cave to invite all the Bells to exit it with her. "It would also please me to know how this came to be."
"Yeah, I bet it would. Oh man, if she can't ask questions I bet we could all just sit here staring at her cryptically and drive her nuts. That'd be mean, let's not do that. Hi, Magania, we're versions of Isibel here from ten other worlds. We helped fix her. She's gonna get better."
"Perhaps you could introduce yourselves to her," Isibel adds. "For that matter, I do not believe I know all of your nicknames, as I was asleep for much of the time you spent trying to repair me."
"Oh, yeah, sure. So, we're mostly named Isabella -" Stella, Golden, Amariah, Angela, Juliet, Aegis, and Pattern all raise their hands - "and some of us prefer Bella -" Amariah and Angela drop their hands - "and then there's Bell and Belle and Campbell -" The named individuals wave when named - "and when we're all hanging out together it gets really confusing, so we have nicknames. Mine is Stella."
"Perhaps for the time being I will go by Sarion in this company. I might think of something better later, I might not."
"Where are we g- I mean, it would interest me to know where we're being led," says Pattern.
"It occurs to me that there is a clearing in front of Isibel's home where we might all sit in comfort," says Magania, "since the weather is very fine today and it is unlikely to rain. I can also brew tea there very quickly, since it is where I left my tea-service when I came to this cave."
"It's beautiful here," says Belle, reaching out for a tree branch that obligingly bends to brush her fingertips.
Aegis lets her aura out too, since it will keep her drink in its glass for her while she dances along the path. (It will also casually remove the effects of gravity from her hair, which doesn't puff out as though staticked, but does float.)
"It's not a bad walk, no reason to teleport," shrugs Amariah. She habitually keeps her aura out too; it's easier than reminding everyone she meets not to touch her owl, and she does like looking all witchy. "Besides, it is super pretty."
"Speaking of walking, Sarion, you're not tripping," observes Cam. "Like, at all. Is that an - I suppose that could be an elf thing."
"I once tripped often. These ribbons make it easier not to," says Sarion, indicating the bows around her knees and ankles. "Perhaps you have better solutions."
"Yeah, that's a pentagon, you want me to wish it up for you?" asks Stella, apparently less concerned with avoiding questions, at least when speaking directly to Sarion and not Magania.