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"Shura Talkaivan. You still look older than witches ever do," says Helen.

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"Well, that hardly sounds fair."

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Helen laughs. "Maybe it isn't."

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"So what are you, secretly a hundred?"

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"Not-at-all-secretly thirteen."

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"And I suppose Shura is approximately yea big too and she's going to make me feel like I'm already arthritic and forgetting why I walked into rooms?"

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"Well, the second part's up to you."

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"I might risk it. Where is she?"

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"I have no idea, but I can look!"

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"I wasn't really expecting to be interesting enough for two universes to have me in them," muses Serah, craning her neck to look for a younger version of herself.

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Helen, of course, lifts herself on her cloud-pine until she is high enough to survey most of the room.

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Shura is over in a corner, talking to Lexi, not that Helen is liable to recognize Lexi.

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Helen zips over.

"Hi, Shura! I found your alt! She's from Samaria and she's human and forty or something."
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"Wow! Really?"

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"Man, everybody has alts but me."

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"Aww," says Helen. "Anyway, Shura, want to come meet her? Her name's Serah!"

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"That's a lot like my name! I guess that makes sense? Anyway, yeah, sure!"

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"C'mon! She's over there," says Helen, pointing.

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Shura follows Helen.

"You don't really look forty-something," she says consideringly upon coming face-to-face with Serah.

"That's because I'm not," says Serah, with a reproachful glance at Helen.
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"You said you weren't forty but you didn't say what you were," says Helen.

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"Thirty-six."

"That sounds closer," agrees Shura. "And you don't have a daemon either. This doesn't get any less weird anytime soon, does it?"

"I don't have a what now?"

(Nicoa is not in immediate evidence.)
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"A daemon," says Helen. "People have them in Alethia. They're like your soul walking around outside your body as an animal. My Kalavar's a teratorn, and Shura's Nicoa is a ptarmigan."

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"I don't know what either of those are," says Serah. "Why would your soul do that? Isn't that dangerous?"

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"That's just how it works in our world. It's dangerous sometimes, but I still wouldn't want it any other way."

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"And it's really weird that you don't have one. What would it be, I wonder?" says Shura.

"I couldn't begin to tell you. If most worlds don't have them isn't it yours that's weird?"

"Hmph."
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