Two wizards and two soldiers appear in the desert, a few feet away from a tired slave caravan.
They nod at each other and disappear again.
The alternate universe versions of people thing. We'd like to meet him, is he going to be safe in an Earthlike sort of environment?
Matirin seems to repeat with his family. You have siblings sometimes but not always, never kids yet...
"What kinds of things are you busy with, don't you have a way to take days off if you're sick or something -"
If I'm sick I morph it away. I take breaks but not unscheduled long ones. I guess you could come here if you also have cures for cancer.
"If you think Finleran's a suitable representative we can talk to him at least until we can get on your calendar, I think."
I can delegate the Malawi Phase 4 logistics meeting, that was going to be all afternoon tomorrow but Fencan can handle it. None of you are busy?
"Oh, some of us are very busy but we didn't get a choice about showing up or not, an unexplained phenomenon collected six pairs of us to the world of a seventh and we're still working out how to get everybody home without losing salient opportunities."
Sounds inconvenient. Okay, I'm going to clear everything from lunch to dinner tomorrow. It's currently eight p.m. Beijing time. Anything else you can't get from Finleran?
Don't interrupt her on stage or anything but I'll let her know and she'll probably check the email when she wakes up in four or five hours.
"Can Finleran get ahold of you if anything that hasn't come up yet seems urgent when we talk to him?"