"Maybe? The moon is described as a light in the sky though..."

"A light in the sky before their Sun was up?...also, they know their Valar can make stars and they're fighting him with swords..."

"Maybe it's less obvious that these are completely disparate implied ability levels if you don't know what the fuck a star is?"

"...right, yeah, probably. ...biological weapons deployed in this war, yet?"

"Not obviously... but the prion disease I ran into on Singularity Endorë just looked like 'poisoned water' to the locals..."

"Charming. And two hundred eighty years in the other Valar still haven't done anything. Not that that directly translates to the implication Singularity's set wouldn't have, but it's suggestive..."

"Almost a pick-me-up if I think about it right."

"Congratulations on averting as much horror as the Enemy could fit into three centuries objective time, minimum, because it's not as if there's any sign they would ever have done anything..."

"Thanks."

"Did you check this morning's transcripts - I haven't -"

"- not yet." He pulls them up.

"Breakfast!"

"Thank you. Do you want me to -"

"Be occasionally responsible for errands? I told Cam it would probably be psychologically healthy."

"...what, my lord?"

"Cam was there! I think he had instructions not to speak with me but I told him how enamored of him you were and he said you could write with the computer."

"I - regret conducting myself in a way that left you that impression, my lord."

"Mmmhmm. Eat. And then walk me through how the computer works."

"I introduced him to Edie specifically so he wouldn't have to talk to me if he wanted to talk to someone who wasn't you or related to you..."

"Which he would probably have appreciated if he was the one steering."

"Yeah. I don't know what I'll say to him if he does wind up herded downstairs."

"...yeah, that's a bit tricky. You could ask him whether he wants to meet his Abaddon counterpart, except then they have more information about forking than I think they have right now."

"I could say 'whenever Edie gets around to holding her door to fetch her twin'..."

"It'd at least be something where I'd be fine with actually respecting whatever preference he expresses. 

...you also don't have to let him hurt you, if Midnight finds it entertaining to make him do that."

"If by 'hurt me' you mean 'mention that time I holed a planet' I'm not sure what alternative you have in mind."

"'I told you I don't like discussing that'."

"Ah, fairly soft form of 'not let', gotcha."

"I am pretty sure he'll do whatever you ask if it's not actively contradicting something else he's been asked, so."

"That's... creepy."

"Yep. It's a thing to be aware of even separate from 'you can tell him not to discuss the planet thing'."

"I will be aware of it. And creeped."