One lovely afternoon Miles gets a rather urgent call from Ivan.
"I'm sure Gregor will make time in his schedule to discuss the matter," says Miles. "Although I think it's about two in the morning right now in his time zone, so you'll have to wait a while to ask him."
[Yeah, there's one of your cat. Plus a Libby and a Kingfisher and a Rayne. Should I call in a Libby and a Kingfisher about that?]
"I wonder what the likelihood is that I know any of these people," says Miles. "Is there a good way to check that without going and pestering them? Many of the people I know are similarly a bad idea to pester."
"Well, we can call in another Libby and a Kingfisher and get them to look in on their alts and see whether they've just broken anything, or whatever. The Rayne we probably don't want to talk to except through his Kingfisher anyway."
And Keth in Alethia isn't up to much. Both acquiesce to be brought to Milliways to discuss their new alts.
"Littlest cherub wandered into a new world. It has one of you each in it."
"Did I not say that's invariable? I'm sure I said that. Yes, one of Rayne too."
"Optionally after checking that your local alts aren't up to anything it would be poor form to interrupt."
She pokes her head in, blinks, and steps back.
"New face," she says, and makes an illusory picture.