"Hey," she says, "I have some more questions that I'd be asking Aspret if she was here. Charlie didn't have answers; Esclan wasn't the talkative type or the experimental type."
Scribble. Scribble. "If I write things down with your hands you still won't know what it means, right?"
"...well, there's no saying I couldn't guess," he says. "And I'll be watching from closer by than usual. But no, I won't just automatically know it."
"Or anything else? What kind of leakage from me to you do I have to worry about, you kept talking about knowing Aspret really well after being in such close quarters."
"You won't just randomly drip thoughts," he says. "Aspret and I went through some stuff together. You're not gonna end up crying on my bedroom floor at three in the morning."
"That is unlikely, yes." She sighs. "Renée could show up as early as tomorrow, depending on various factors, so this evening is probably best if I want to get it done this month at all and given that I haven't decided to bring Renée in on the conspiracy yet, given that you're usually a pigeon or whatever."
"I might be able to answer all my questions in a half hour, or maybe it'll take longer, depending on how hard it is to get used to the morph and your brain."
"All right. But can you tell your family? ...And Ax? I don't feel like being there when you tell Ax."
Bella takes a while about telling Ax, but emerges without any blood on her clothes or other troubling signs, and then tells her father and sister, and then finds Trouble again.
"Andi is grossed out but has no substantive objections, Charlie apologized for not having more to tell me and then got all quiet, Ax I walked through my reasoning really slowly and carefully and I think he's okay."