And Oliver shows up. "Hey, I brought some video games—oh, you're back, hello!"

"Yeah! I went to Brazil but Brazil's being difficult."

"You—why did you go to Brazil—did you talk to the government there—they're a dictatorship, you know that, right?"

"Yes, everyone's said. I don't mind dictatorships inherently, Arda's are all monarchies and it works okay except for when there's a civil war but that's mostly Melkor's fault - anyway, Brazil seems bad and I dunno how to fix it but I want to put São Paulo back and they're being nice for now, it's possible they'll shape up because they want to keep me around?"

"Wouldn't count on that—and I'm kinda worried they'll want to use you to build secret weapons or cameras or something without you noticing."

"That shouldn't be easy to do, but yeah."

"That said... putting São Paulo back would be pretty great."

"Yeah. I am gonna at least stick around long enough to do that. They think I'm sleeping now, I should go back in like seven hours."

"—I don't suppose you'd want to engage in some corporate espionage on the side?"

"...what does the PRT want to know? I'm going to be super annoyed if you turn out to also be secretly evil, you know."

"Totally not evil," he says, drawing an X over his heart with the tip of his index finger. "And the most curious thing is how they... keep power. We're pretty sure they have some thinker and perhaps stranger helping them control the media and dissidents but we have no idea who or how."

"I would love to help figure that out!"

"Yeah. ...did you tell them about the other universes and all that?"

"No. Just said I could make stuff."

"And they thought you'd triggered there?"

"No, I said I'd triggered in New York - people might've seen me in New York -"

"And how'd you say you arrived there?"

"Made a little shuttle their radar didn't catch. I can make a shuttle that goes that fast."

"...okay. They could have bought that, I suppose. But they could have thinkers that could detect things their radars can't. You'll teleport out of there if you get in trouble?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Cool, then. Uh, we had some masters and strangers around but we sent them somewhere 'cause we thought you'd be singing for a few days, should we get them again...?"

("Singing for days?" asks Nathan.

"For the dead," Sadde explains.)

"...I guess that'd be useful before I go messing around in some other country."

"Okay. I'm gonna go tell Rein—uh, the Deputy Chief Director, then."

Of he goes.

...he makes the complete written works of Brazil in the last hour, and searches for references to São Paulo, a new cape, and his own name.