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 things in my brain that connect me to the rest of me aren't going to be doing a full backup while there's nothing to back up to, I don't think. I am not very bothered about this because I don't care about this thread of experience very much."
"It's a problem that has to do with knowing things. If a chip Elf dies and then gets a new body they will still know things. If you die and we get a new bit of you and tell it everything you know except the thing it shouldn't know then that is different. I don't think memory magic would work worse on you than on them but killing you will work better on you than on them if the memory magic does not do it."
"Huh. That's what I'd normally use, if I didn't have any more me, a ship AI or a station AI. I guess it might still suffice for that while failing to be a person."
"Yeah, stuff you write to it should behave normally. Can you section out subsets of the information on it?"
"So I could let you back up and if it winds up that we have to kill you Spaceship over there can fuck with it until it won't occur to you that the faery might be named the thing he's named. Can you do that, Spaceship?"
"I, uh, almost definitely cannot forget that he is named the thing he is named. I can take the effect off my girlfriend but not myself."
"The Empress-related backup plan is for if being seen through the gate, itself, worsens the situation. If the situation is already very bad then we need another idea."
Rubelite tells Cam what to make.
"It isn't working right," she reports. "It has very high latency."
I'm not really following this branch of the conversation very well but it might be that you're sped up. Faeries and people entangled with them and under some conditions also other people run about a thousand times faster than default.