"We wouldn't mind somewhere to rest at all."

Pascale takes them to an elegant guest-house near the temple, usually used by visiting acolytes and other dignitaries.

Neat.

"Thank you for showing us around," she says.

"You're welcome! Enjoy your time here." And she heads off for the night.

She flops in a very undignified manner. "Well, this wasn't quite the challenge we were looking for, but it's an interesting world."

"Yes indeed. I think I make a fine goddess."

She laughs. "You do."

"Pity there's not one of you, kitten."

Kiss. "Hopefully we'll find one, then, some world."

Kiss. "The endless search."

"Enough variety to keep us entertained, hopefully."

"So," Eliana says to Mora. "What do you make of these... revelations?"

"It's a bit strange, being one of her? I - both feel like it and don't. There's... Larger differences between us, than there were between her and Mara."

"Mara doesn't have anyone else in her head."

"...Yeah. I'm - influenced by that, very strongly."

"It'd be hard not to be."

She nods. "My Nausicaa isn't very moral, but - I don't think I'd be torn over behaving if she was moral. Hisame is quite wedded to her chaos, though."

"She is chaotic to the degree that those who raised her wished her to be orderly, in my understanding. By imposing it on her from above, not by making it something she wanted."

She nods. "I think that's in line, with us, though I don't think if someone tried imposing chaos on us we'd veer towards order."

"Perhaps we will come across an example."

"I suspect we will eventually, at the rate we're going."

Eliana chuckles softly.

"I'm starting to wonder if Hisame's right about there being some higher power messing with this, honestly, it's bizarre we keep running into more of us."

"We are well past strained coincidence. And now we have met a god. It seems reasonable that there might be something more... metacausal lurking."

"For all that Hisame's a force of chaos, she seems strangely enamored with the idea..."