"Seems like a waste of everyone's time, but I've been told I'm too fond of efficiency."
"I don't disagree, necessarily, but I'm inclined to blame the arbitrary education laws."
"Yeah, those must be irritating. I remember not being allowed to quit school till I was eighteen, that sucked."
"I mean, in most situations it's better to stay in school longer...although I might be biased. I'm probably biased."
"Well, yes, but even if the relevant parties would have made an exception for me my reasons were temporarily private in nature. I did a ballpark estimate once of how many people went to Limbo instead of a daeva world, and how many people died who angels would've saved, and a little back-of-the-envelope about the sheer quality-of-life-improving power of daeva-added economics and - if I'd just been able to skip that one half a semester of school, if I hadn't had to wait until the summer to finish learning and hammering out my plan -"
"Hey, it wasn't me mostly who suffered for it, that didn't happen until I got murdered."
"Anyway, once my anchor gets mailed to Limbo, I'm sure we can make it a much less regrettable place to live."
A thought occurs to her. "...Do little kids just...not ever age after they die? Or do they grow up there?"
"And fortunately new arrivals tend to arrive near other people, so they have a decent shot of finding caretakers."
"...Yeah...I can see all kinds of opportunities for abuse in this system, but then that's certainly true of more terrestrial versions."
"Yeah. My mom sometimes picks up a Limbo kid and totes them around until they grow up."
"Huh. So if we get this thing up and running you'll probably get to meet your sortasiblings."
"...I've never really thought of them that way, they don't really write to me, but yes, I guess so."
"I don't know, if it turns out that when we get back it's been thirty years and our parents had raised another kid in our absence I'd consider them something sibling-like."
"I am physically absent, not out of touch. They could write to me and I could get the letters instantly, and if they did I'd write back and they'd get the packs of letters every concordance, and they don't. I know about them from Renée's letters, is all."
"Oh, sure, I'm not saying they're actual siblings, but I think there's something meaningful in having both been raised by the same person. I consider myself to have some kind of connection to the offspring of this one alt of my dad I met one time, who ended up marrying his childhood best friend who died in my universe," she explains.
"Maybe you are just more generous with familyhood than I. I mean, I will probably meet them once I'm in Limbo but I don't expect it to be a big deal."
"Maybe. I don't, like, keep in touch with my counterfactual half-siblings or anything."
"I send mine presents! They put their wish lists through Renée - more consolidated that way - and I make sure whatever they need is on the next train to Limbo."