It's the first day of Junior year and Idaia's feeling pretty good. She likes her classes so far, it's a beautiful day, and she just has an indescribable positive feeling. Her last class of the day has just let out and she has an entirely tolerable amount of homework.
Her phone rings.
"Hello?"
I mean, it wasn't a disaster, people were just really obviously thinking 'wow what the fuck are those I have to get a picture' all the time.
It still apparently resulted in you not being not alone until we came back.
I mean, I also find my family tolerable in once-a-decade doses at most. You'll feel the same way after thirty thousand years, betcha.
I love them more than ever. I just know them well enough I don't need to see them all the time. Though I liked wandering a lot even back in Valinor.
I don't know, maybe. I don't think things like hugs rely on how well you know someone.
Well, if she dies again how I feel about anything else will be far from my biggest problem.
I wish she and I could use osanwe without using you as a relay.
Don't be. She likes that you speak our native languages.
...Actually, do you speak French? We both learned that one since waking up.
Okay, so we can speak French if we want privacy.
It's not as much privacy as if we could be in a room together without you but one takes what one can get.
It's not the being reminded of it that's upsetting. That'd suggest I am ever not remembering it.
Maybe we should find a nice therapist and bring them into the loop.
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