"The table attacked him!"

"The table- oh no," she gets up, still cradling the whimpering Mika in her arms, and turns to look at the enchanting table. 

There's a misshapen tangle of half-melted silver wire on it, a cracked gem stuck in the middle of it. 

"I think he disenchanted one of my necklaces," she tells Patiri. She peppers light kisses on his forehead, "Does your head hurt, moonbeam?" 

He nods.

She turns to Patiri, "Your Restoration is better than mine, can you heal him?"

"Of course." She takes a deep breath to concentrate and perform the complex Magicka manipulations in her mind. Then her hand glows with a golden light.

All it takes is a few moments' touch to make Mika's bruises melt away. His crying winds down a bit, reduced to hiccups and whimpers. 

"Head still hurts," he tells mama. 

There's nothing to be done for that. Lia pets his hair gently as she goes down on one knee to get closer to Ovali's height.

"Are you okay, Ovali? Can you tell us more about what happened?"

"I am okay. We saw the glowing table and it was pretty, and there was that necklace on the floor and I picked up because it was also pretty and then Mika put the necklace on the table and we pocket and it and I think the table didn't like it and attacked Mika."

She sighs, "Definitely a disenchantment. Patiri, can you take Ovali? I think I should go get Alesin and take this one home for today."

She looks over at the table, "I think we're also going to have to decide when our children will start learning. This is obviously too young, but a year from now?"

"Okay, I will. And... a year, maybe."

"Can I learn magic?"

"Let's talk to your parents about it."

Two is definitely too young to learn the crystal magic. This was always going to be something of a problem - that Mika, Alesin, and Tepam would have access to magic the others don't.

A problem for later, though. Right now Lia needs to fetch her daughter and take her babies home. 

Alesin... may not be quite so easy to find as her mama is hoping. She'd noticed Mika had vanished a few minutes earlier. He's always doing that! It's really annoying! So now she is sneaking out through the daycare doors to find him.

She is not the only one sneaking out. Dakarofels, son of Isteri Moro, the second born triplet, and "world's greatest hugger" according to his family, follows behind her. "Where are we going?" He asks mischievously?

She jumps, "Eep! Karo!" 

She freezes, looking around to make sure no one heard them. The coast is clear, though, so she turns back to Karo again. 

"Mika's gone again," she explains, exasperated. "So I gotta find him." 

She peers out into the hall, "I dunno which way to go, though."

Karo looks around and decides to go this way, because he is blue and just one year old. Which means he knows he should make decisions for other castes but not how.

That's okay, Lesi would have picked at random too. She follows after him, trying all the door handles as they go. Most of them are locked, the only one that isn't leads to a bathroom. She checks, but no Mika. 

Eventually they reach the elevator. 

"He must've gone up," she concludes. The ways of Mika are not complicated: if there's somewhere up high to be, look there first. She presses the button for the highest floor. 

That lands them in the garden's terrace Karo leaves and looks around, making sure he is being sneaky.

They can spot two adults around the terrace, Zofin and Istevi.

"It still is amazing progress. The kids may not be able to just walk around wherever, but we can line a vehicle with that and transport them anywhere without fear."

"And she thinks we can reduce the size even further, maybe to a piece of jewelry, or things under their clothes in the worst case scenario. It's more a manner of time working on it than developing something new."

Lesi sneaks after Karo, reaching out to tug him behind a bush when they get close to the adults. 

Karo follows her and is very quiet.

Istevi parks his wheelchair and with an effort starts standing up.

Zofin helps him stand, which means he is leaning on her.

During spring.

Istevi notices this, he is not sure what he says next is the result of him not being springing, but... "So, how is your dating life going?"

Zofin strongly considers let him fall to the floor and that looks is plain on her face.