"Can they stop the monsters now?"

"...probably."

"Well, that means the problem is a bit less immediate. Let's keep reading."

Nod. Hug.

Letter to Epic:

How are you holding up? Do you want me to go to you?

Legend

He has to head back over to Earth to respond. 

"I'm okay. We're reading."

"Okay. We took Eidolon's Shard. He's... not dead, but not taking it well."

" - I could give him magic powers. If that'd help and you're really sure of him."

"—yeah, it'd help. We're as sure of him as of anything, he's really really not—fighting this fight is the most important thing to him."

"If he can be patient for three weeks then he can have my teleport and healing and turning into a bird and invisibility and illusions."

"Are you sure that's—the best way to—spend your time?" he asks, though it pains him to.

"Don't know."

"...does Maitimo?"

"Maybe if you and Alexandria talked to him about, like, PR considerations and so on. Or - doesn't Contessa have a power for this -"

"—yeah, but... Eidolon doesn't want it to be used on him. He wants his decisions to be his own."

"Okay but for figuring out the best resource allocation to solve the genocide aliens problem."

"Oh, she can't reach that far."

"Just Earth?"

"Earth, its environs, and its alternatives."

Nod. "Okay. Earth is - honestly not that urgent, if the Endbringers have stopped Endbringing. The other concern is several decades out and the peal'll find you by then."

He nods slowly. "So... guess we're extraneous, now."

"You're an Earth in 1994, we've got lots to do. But none of it's saving the world and giving sufficiently trustworthy people my powers might be a perfectly good use of it."

He nods. "—we were interrupted by Khonsu. Was there anything more to discuss with Doctor Mother?"

"Can they maybe be nicer to the people they're imprisoning now that they've got more resources."

"—I hope so? Doctor Mother will be able to answer this, I don't understand yet why—that—in particular."