Shrug. "Dunno the story. Met the, person. Goddess."

"...she exists? Forreal? How? When? Who? What's she like? How're you alive?"

"Was... in the Sideways, by accident... I'm new, didn't know, didn't... orientation, anything. So, slept, woke up, Bedlam there. Wasn't... afraid, and, she wanted to know, why. Talked, a little. Played - she's, young, seems to be. Wanted to, make me a Picasso - asked, didn't do. I ran away, when, I... figured out, what she meant."

"Wow. Where were you—can you show me? Or are you terrified of it? I guess most people would be. But, wow, a place where the actual Bedlam actually was!"

Headshake. "Not safe. She was at the... tower, too, talked to the Picasso. Before you... came. Told - him to chase, us. Dunno if... following, me."

"...oh yikes, that—that'd be bad, if she was. But—she didn't see you in particular, in the Tower, did she? Maybe she was after the other two? Or me and my dad, that could be it, too, 'cause we explore a lot of the Sideways."

Nod, "dunno, maybe. Is..." she considers for a couple seconds, then sighs. "Help me with... internet? Need to, tell you something, but, talking is hard. App helps."

"Oh, sure! I'm great with computers—not, like a hacker or anything, but I can find my way around pretty well, yup. What do you need? App helps with talking, something like text-to-speech?"

"Yeah." She hands over her phone. "Thanks. Also search? Google doesn't... exist, here."

"Oh, right, it doesn't. There's some other sites..." She downloads three apps and shows Denice the City equivalent of Google. "These apps are good, they have different features and some different voice packs but are very similar so you can pick whichever you prefer."

"Thanks."

And a minute of poking at the apps later: "Bedlam looks and sounds just like you, except she's a Picasso."

"...just like me?"

Nod. "Like identical twins or something. Same hairstyle, too."

"Bedlam has a hairstyle? Bedlam has my hairstyle? But why?"

"Don't know. But it probably means something."

"Heck yeah it means something! She looked like me even before you met me? The first time?"

Nod.

"Oh, man, Dad's gonna freak out—I'm freaking out—do you have any idea why?—no you just said. Ummmmmmmmmmm."

"Yeah. She didn't mention you, and if you've never met her I don't know why she'd want to look like you - she did meet me and didn't look like me afterward. But she didn't come back to the tower after you got there, either; if she's chasing you she's being smarter about it than she was when I talked to her. I don't know. Are you okay?"

"I don't know! There's a chaos goddess that has my face! And I've never even met her and you met her twice even though I've been doing this since I was out of diapers! I have no idea what this means or how I'm supposed to feel!"

"I only met her once, and she found me. You could have been close enough for me to hear her lots of times and not known."

"And you can hear her form a distance the map wouldn't get yep, so she could be creepily following me all the time..."

"I can't actually hear her all the time. I don't know if she teleports or is just completely silent when she wants to be. But, yeah. Sorry."

"Ugh. I do not want to deal with that right now, I need to convince my dad to not go to the Suburbs, not give him another reason to flee."

"You don't have to tell him if you don't want to, I just thought you should know. Do you know why he wants to go?"