"Uneventful. Lots of sorting my memory out, I think I got a good efficiency jump."

"Really? What happened?"

"Mm - does it make any sense if I say I streamlined the metadata by which I call up a memory?"

"Lemme parse that," he says, and thinks for a second. "You made the... associations... or whatever-it-is that's information about which memory is which more organized or easier to read or something along those lines?"

"Sort of, yeah."

"What is your metadata?"

"Times, places, emotions, people who were present, subjects I was thinking about, weather, all kinds of stuff."

"And what changed between before and now?"

"I have it more systematized. Like, the places and times - nest."

"Nest? Like, a tree structure or something?"

"Yeah. If I'm thinking of a particular Tuesday, now that day's noon and four o'clock and so on go inside it."

"Wow. I'm. Kinda jealous."

"Psionics is cool!"

"It really is! After we take over the world and make everyone immortal and fix everything we need to find a way to share magic."

"Ooh."

"We shall be the first mage-psions in the world!"

"Mm-hm! And oh the synergy there shall be."

"Right? I can't wait to figure out what lies at the end of the magic rainbow."

"The magic rainbow," she snorts.

"Yes, you know, all those things no one's found out because no one's lived long enough to."

"Well, there are immortal mages older than we are. We might not make all forthcoming discoveries to be made."

"And they have somehow failed to make immortality an everyone thing."

"I didn't say they were the best possible immortal mages."

"It sounds like at its worse merely a range and scale problem. Surely if someone focuses on that for long enough they'd be able to encompass the whole world? Or at least a small city?"

"Well - you might not want to actually do that per se because you'd want to filter for consent, you're going to get religious objections and suicidal people and stuff."