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After leaving the park, Leo gets back into his conveniently tinted-windowed car. (Functional, but not conspicuously nice; this is Chicago.)
"Well," he says wryly, "that was fun."
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fortheliving
"I mean, I was in the area. Getting shot at. And I needed some books for, um, a friend, and I decided to get them here. And here you are, reading... the encyclopedia? Makes sense, I guess."
first-and-final
"It has come to my attention that I am sorely under-educated about subjects of local common knowledge."
fortheliving
"Yeah, probably. Have you gotten to guns yet? Probably volume G. Or... maybe F for firearms. One of those."
first-and-final
"Still on A," he says, holding up the current volume to show Harry its A-emblazoned spine. "But if you feel like explaining, go right ahead."
fortheliving
"Sure! They're these things that make a little explosion with chemicals to send little pieces of metal shooting into your enemies' bodies. Range from pistols, which can only really kill you if you aim them right, all the way up to machine guns and stuff like that, which will completely shred a given area with bits of metal. Bad news all around."
fortheliving
"Guns are not the best example of that, but that is entirely true!"
first-and-final
"I definitely didn't mean to give the impression that guns were the most terrifying and horrible thing I've heard about since I got here. I think 'souls and people who lack them' takes that particular cake. Or maybe 'cats not being people'. There's a lot of competition for the title."
first-and-final
An offended meow issues forth from beneath Milo's chair.
"She can hear you," Milo says redundantly. "Just imagine what it would be like if you traveled to a world where cats were people and humans weren't."
"She can hear you," Milo says redundantly. "Just imagine what it would be like if you traveled to a world where cats were people and humans weren't."
fortheliving
"Nonhuman humans: creepy but irrelevant. I mean, I've known cats who talked, but they were actually evil man-eating fairies, which I think overrides their catness."
first-and-final
"Perfectly relevant to imagining how creepy this world is for Cath," says Milo.
fortheliving
"Sorry about that, then. I can introduce you to some of the less evil malks, if you like? I'm sure at least a few could get along with her."
first-and-final
Cath pokes her head out from under the chair and addresses Harry with a polite meow.
"She says 'no, thank you'," translates Milo. "Evil man-eating fairies sound upsetting."
"She says 'no, thank you'," translates Milo. "Evil man-eating fairies sound upsetting."
fortheliving
"Aw. Maybe I could get a few pixies to befriend her, there's no language barrier there at least."
fortheliving
"Wee little faeries. They're not what you might call intellectual company, but they're fun to be around and they're generally well-intentioned. I have some contacts among them."
fortheliving
"Oh, yeah. Faeries don't really... have language. They just speak whatever language you're speaking, far as I can tell."
first-and-final
"How convenient."
Cath meows a comment.
"Yes, she'd like to be introduced to some pixies if it's not too much trouble."
Cath meows a comment.
"Yes, she'd like to be introduced to some pixies if it's not too much trouble."
fortheliving
"Glad I could help. If you stop by later I'll order a pizza, we can summon a few, and she can hang out with them while we hang out with the rest of the pizza, how's that sound?"
fortheliving
"Food of the gods. Bread, cheese, tomato sauce, toppings according to taste. You've never had pizza, of course you've never had pizza. This calls for immediate rectification."
first-and-final
"I'll worry my friend if I don't wait for him, but if you want to feed your strange local food to the penniless otherworldly refugee on a slightly less-than-immediate schedule, feel free."
fortheliving
"Oh, sure. Pizza tonight is still pretty immediate."