Well. If it works for her.

Seems to be.

It's a while later that Idaia gets a phone call from her sister indicating that the first Silmaril has been located.

"Wow."

"Your brother's taking a leave of absence from the school until it's dug up. It's in a bit of nowhere in North Dakota."

"I should probably go help."

"...Dig it up? They're going to be using a drill. It's pretty far down."

"Yeah, and none of us are drilling people but I come closest."

"Okay. I don't know anything about drills."

"And I'd be shitty at it while unwilling to let go of you."

"Then maybe we shouldn't."

"I should at least offer. Curvo can turn me down."

Curvo does this.

"Oh well. Imliss is coming out for at least a bit when spring break rolls around, in case the other Silmaril is also on this continent."

"Oh, good!"

"The dowsing thing she managed is proximity based and therefore useless as long as she's closer to the North Dakota Silmaril than the other one."

"So she'll have to fly around awhile."

"Yeah, she'll probably have to do some continent-hopping."

"If we could get those back..."

"Well, we're not appreciably closer to the one on Venus. But yeah."

"Even one'd mean no more fading."

"Mhm." He is warm solid there and maybe she's enough of a source of willpower to sustain this indefinitely but he shouldn't have to work at it.

Soon. Few months, they said.

I'm glad. Imliss is probably really proud of herself.

She should be!

What a glorious smile. She should kiss it in a celebratory-like manner.

Good idea.