"...probably a good idea."

"Yeah." Sigh.

"...all okay?"

"Yeah, it's fine. I think Evil Maitimo bothers me less conceptually than he does some of my alts."

"That's probably a good thing, since I get the sense they don't intend to do anything about him."

"Not soon, anyway."

"Is there a long-term plan?"

"No, but if it ever gets to the point where his kingdom's problems are from an objective standpoint more pressing than intervening in the next pre-warp civilization here or dropping infrastructure on the next Edda backwater - not all that likely unless worlds are finite, honestly - then one would be developed."

"I am not sure what to hope for. It seems like it'll be harder in a century to do something about him."

"He did want me to find a therapist who was comfortable working with a king."

"Is that a promising sign?"

"Maybe? I'm thinking I'll ask Professor Winters."

"That makes sense. Some people who'd be fine with the royalty bit would take issue with him for other reasons; you think Professor Winters would be fine?"

"I think so. She did do clinical practice before she started teaching and it's not something you take up expecting everyone you see to be a saint with their mind in perfect working order."

"At least worth asking."

"Yeah."

Hugs. "Prince Ferardrin said he'd be back tomorrow, might start evacuations in his country then."

"Maybe we can find more exportable therapists there than 'people I happened to know from school and work'."

"That'd be convenient. If the whole population needs untampering it might take a while."

Nod.

"When should I go talk to the me?"

"Whenever you feel up to it, I guess."

"Alright."

He waits a month; there's so much urgent back at home.

In that time a batch of therapists are briefed and installed in Evil Arda, Boots and T'Mir make time to visit all their alts, substantial progress is made on the interdimensional crystal ball transmissions, and Nolordel citizens are welcomed to Warp. Professor Winters is willing to see Midnight.

So he sets up an appointment. "Thank you so much for your time. Boots warned me that it might be hard to find a Materian who wanted to go within a mile of the palace."