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"You're welcome. I can check for a response in a few angles."

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"Okay."

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"In the meantime, well, you can have dinner with us, and we can put you in the guest room - is there anything else you need?"

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"I don't think so," she says. "Dinner and a guest room is already much more than I was expecting when I was floating next to the edge of the planet."

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"It's lucky you were near it," says Rithka, still a squirrel around Mallyn's neck. Cenem has won the board game and moved on to reading a book. "And not really far away from everything. Or really near the sun! Or on the moon!"

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"Yeah," she says. "Well, on the moon might not have been so bad, if the moon has down."

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"The moon has down, but nothing else," says Cenem.

"It has a good view," says Ehail. "But, yes, nothing else."
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"I wasn't sure where I'd end up, so I brought lots of things with me. As long as I can grow Terrarian potted plants there, I would've been... mostly okay. Being stuck in midair with no land and no down is a much bigger problem."

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"I'm not sure you could have grown plants there," says Ehail. "The soil isn't exactly fertile. Maybe if you brought your own compost."

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"Terrarian plant pots take care of that part just fine. And I did actually bring a few stacks of dirt, just in case."

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Rithka hops off Mallyn's neck to go look at Sable's luggage.

"...Are they still floating?" she asks.
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Sable's luggage continues to be: a backpack. It does not seem to be full of dirt.

"...No," she says. "Uh, a stack of dirt looks like this."

She digs in one of the many pockets of her coat and comes up with a little brown cube, about an inch on a side. It seems plausibly made of compressed dirt.
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"...That's not enough dirt to grow a plant in," says Rithka slowly, like she knows this news must come as a nasty shock.

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"It's magic. Terrarian magic. This cube is made of nine hundred and ninety-nine much bigger cubes of dirt; that's why it's called a stack. I'd rather not demonstrate inside the house, though, I think you probably don't want large cubes of dirt in the middle of your floor even if I can clean them up afterward."

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"...Okay," says Rithka.

She turns into a bird and flies to sit on Ehail's shoulder. Ehail pets her.
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Sable puts the small cube of dirt away.

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And presently there is dinner on the table, and a redheaded man who also does not look like any of the kids except for the baby comes home. (He does strongly resemble the baby.) He kisses his wife, gets a brief explanation of who the fuck is in his house, and introduces himself to Sable as Gyre.

Dinner is delicious and non-Terrarian.
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Sable is highly enthusiastic about dinner. It contains foods other than all the ones she has had ten years to get sick of, and they're all very tasty.

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Ehail is flattered.

After dinner Mallyn studies, rather ferociously, and Rithka and Cenem study too, different things and with less ferocity. Ehail shows Sable the guest room, and then draws a small summoning circle, attempting to retrieve any reply that may have been made to the letter.
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Sable deposits her backpack in the guest room and sits there. The guest room is nice.

The letter comes back with a reply written on it!
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Which Ehail presents to Sable unread.

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Sable reads it.

"Um, my mother says that she'd very much like to visit."
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"Well, I can summon her, then," says Ehail. "Right now?"

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"I think so, yes."

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"All right."

Ehail gets to work on yet a third circle. She consults a book but is able to do much of it by memory. Sable is again called upon to be a focus. And then she casts the spell.
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