After a brief detour in Pezzack courtesy of Joan-Pau, Alexeara teleports himself and Valia to the footsteps of a church in Vellumis.
"I'm looking for Select Artigas?"
"Do you know - who is to be responsible for me while I am here? I assume I'm not supposed to just...wander off...since I have given the church so many headaches."
"...I'm sorry, no one's told me. I've been meeting a tutor here first thing after services in the mornings but they might assign you someone else, mine directs me to a lot of readings and suchlike. He would probably at least know who to ask, though."
"All right. Thank you. I - let me know if I can be useful to the thing you're doing."
"Do you have any strong opinions on whether I should publish a pamphlet - which, importantly, don't boil down solely to 'pamphlets as a concept appear to be cursed', everyone has already told me that."
"I think that depends but you should keep in mind that people will not be as - smart or strategic - as you would assume about any plans they develop based on what you tell them, because they are new at planning."
"Then I don't have objections beyond that pamphlets do seem like a pretty bad way to communicate anything especially if it matters at all."
"I want to give an interview to that one fellow who only asks delegates to talk about themselves and writes down exactly what they say."
"Who I am and where I came from. Because there's -
- there was absolutely no other reason to select me, if that isn't important, somehow, but I don't know who it is important to or how so I don't know who to talk to, to discover what I'm for."
"That makes sense, I guess? You probably want to check with a lawyer and make sure it isn't accidentally against some law."