A second ago she was at work in the temple of Erastil in Sothis, which was actually going pretty okay, all things considered. Now she's in a grassy field with a couple fruit trees and a table and chairs and some notebooks and pens.
This is unexpected and requires a ton of power and is therefore sort of inherently terrifying. And she's alone, and defenseless, and she doesn't know where Verita is.
She mills around in steadily increasing amounts of distress until Hagan appears, just as suddenly.
He's scared too but it won't be her fault it'd be theirs. And she can fix it, whatever it is, eventually. And it's mean and stupid of them to keep being mean and stupid when they should be grateful.
They're probably all scared, too.
Probably she can fix it all eventually.
She kind of idly wonders if people think it's suspicious or whatever that they're sharing this tent.
Well the fairies at least already knew he belonged to her because they can see it. Also everyone else might've guessed since he was trying to convince them to belong to theirs too. Doesn't seem weird really.
Well, yeah, but they might think they're having sex or something. Maybe not literally now, because she thinks she was pretty clear about really really wanting to sleep, but like, in general. Probably she shouldn't care about this but she's kind of automatically keeping track of everybody's probable opinions of them anyway. She could in fact just mindread most of them and find out but probably that's, like, an invasion of privacy.
He thinks it's fine to mindread people who are on some level him if she will be reassured by doing this but right now instead she should probably sleep.
She's not really sure he can give meaningful consent for his other selves, given how they get along with each other. But yeah, probably sleep is good.
Snuggle.
"So, should we, like, be doing something while those two are sleeping? Plausibly sleeping ourselves?"
"I am torn because on the one hand I would like to get my spells back and on the other I - rarely sleep without keeping a watch and this doesn't seem like a good place for an exception. Wish they'd grabbed the rest of our party."
"My dramatically enhanced interpersonal skills are telling me not to say 'but they're girls'."
"You have your dad. I guess I'm a girl. I'm actually kind of unclear on how this interferes with keeping watch."
"It doesn't, really. I think my actual worry is 'I am used to being around people who are more on the same page with me' and it's just a coincidence that -" Shrug. To Asmodia, "are you tired? Do people sleep at all in the Maelstrom, I feel like you could reasonably be either very tired or very awake."
"Wanna wake me if any more dramatics happen? That would be helped by having more people conscious?"
"Thank you."
He takes the circlet off and tucks it carefully into an inner pouch of his shirt. He picks a tent.
"You'll just keep getting more tired. Better to do it now than have your judgement compromised."
Korva doesn't move to take the last tent. Maybe Hagan's dad or his double wants it.
Probably he should get his spells back too but this language conversation is too interesting, see.
Sigh.
She stays up and talks to her sister anyway. Carefully. Without any lies.
She's snuggling Alex.
It's hard to not think words at him, actually. You'd think it would be easy but she hasn't talked to anybody for - too long - and now she has her words back and she's so so lonely and so so sorry that she isn't quite the same person she was and worried that she isn't how people wanted her to be.
No no no no she's perfect it's just that there's a danger if they use words. It'll be better later. Possibly now she should sleep if she can.
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