"Not medium-sized at all," agrees Glass, "as it hit the forest. Wow."
"I'm intensely curious to know if the aura counts what you're putting in or what he's putting out," says Glass. "Maybe he can have this all done in fifteen minutes."
"Okay," laughs Tab, and she carries on channeling at medium-size until Corona tells her otherwise.
And in, indeed, about fifteen minutes, Tab is as brightly auraed as her counterparts. There's not a flavor to hers, though.
"Oh, it would have been more efficient to mint him first," sighs Glass, "I didn't think of it, that's a pity - anyway - I'm seeing stuff, but I can't tell you exactly what it does. Lazarus could, he gets interpretation with his magic-seeing. This feature here looks slightly teleportation-colored but not shaped like the Bell standard..."
I'll start un-Chelsaing you now, she tells Corona.
Carinna has not really met Jokers before; she was shy of most everyone at the only Bellparty she has attended, and that was five years ago when she was seven. She does not unhide.
"What's wrong with that one Princess Elspeth is holding?" asks Carinna. Princess Elspeth is remembered, because she is a) a princess and b) Elspeth.
"He's been to a world that is not as nice as this one, and some bad things happened to him," says Elspeth.
Carinna considers this, and then, slowly, tentatively, and ready to bolt if anyone makes a sudden movement, she steps into the room, takes Mossy out of her skirt pocket, and puts it (poofs have never been found to have discernible sexes) on Harley's chest.
"So we're waiting for Corona to come out of afterglow from an entire aura's worth of enchanting and then he'll get his own and then we go back to Tab's world, is the plan, right?"
"Yeah. Corona, you can torch, now, if you want to speed that up any."