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It is very, very early in the morning. The sun is not awake. Naima could be squeezing an entire other day out of her demiplane, but there's something that she wants more than a day, right now. She opens a door to a room in the palace, and then raps on the doorframe.
"Excuse me. I heard tell that there was someone here who was deeply invested in Cheliax having a school system."
"My pleasure. Really. You should look after your husband, I think this week has been very stressful for him."
"It has been, yes. I am trying extra hard right now to make the country somewhat less depressing in the hopes that it makes my friends feel better, so if you do think of anything, please let me know. But until then, good luck with everything, okay?"
She's being friendly, because you're friends. "Good luck to you too. I'll probably think of some things over the next few days. I've been trying to avoid paying attention to it, instead of trying to pay attention to it."
"All right! Thank you!"
....that was so efficient, she has time to take a whole day anyway.
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