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"That's not in order, is it?"

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"How do I order things like that? I need to be doing all of them right now!"

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"Well, the only people who speak Pax around here like reading just fine. So the alphabet for Pax can wait. The plan for how you'll sit still involves learning some magic, so Prestidigitation comes before that, at least. You've started your book and haven't started a comic so the book comes before the comic."

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He relaxes slightly. "Yeah. Right. Okay."

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"And before any of that, anti-explosion hugs." Snuggle.

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"Thank you for making my Mom a little better."

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"You're welcome."

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"The problem is I can't work while hugging. Do you know any solutions to that?"

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"Yes." She sits, turns him around on her lap, and reaches for the scroll with one arm. "Voila. That's a Kharoline word that Pax gobbled up."

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He snuggles. "Prestidigitation?"

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"Prestidigitation!" And she parses the scroll for him.

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He can't cast it because he used all his energy making noises. This frustrates him tremendously.

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Poor Fëanáro. "You'll be able to cast it later," she assures him, setting the scroll aside.

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"It's not that I don't get it well enough?"

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"I think you're just out of mana. It'll come back."

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"Okay. When I rest. I don't want to rest, I want to hug and work."

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"Okay." She grabs him his story in progress.

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And he snuggles and writes.

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And she reads over his shoulder, and with her free hand outlines a plan and priorities for reinventing wizardry.

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The person who opens the door definitely notices Fëanáro; she takes a step back out of the room, looks at the doorframe to make sure it is the room she was intending to be walking into, and then steps back in.

"Hello?" she says in Pax.

Fëanáro doesn't yet speak Pax, so he doesn't understand her, but he does hear the voice and jump and clutch the book to his chest to protect it and look for a place he can run to. He would have to dart through her at the door. He freezes instead.
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"Who is it?" Bella asks.

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"You, obviously! I don't know anyone else!"

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"Oh, I thought you might have decided to make someone up for this part."

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"I don't know enough about people where you're from."

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"Are you going to write this whole story without any other characters?"

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