:There was a moment ago, I think Sing fixed it. Page probably knows: Leareth is just going to lie on the grass here for a minute. 

"Sing's here! Everything's going to be great!" says Tarinda, leaping into the air and spinning with delight. "Also it figured out magic and dropped us here when the place caved in."

"That's amazing!" :I, um, I assume it is...?: he clarifies with Leareth. 

:I really hope so. I am very close to certain it is better than the alternative: 

Vanyel hugs Tarinda. "I'm so happy! ...What do you mean about the place caving in?" 

"Gryphons turned up. Iftel, I think." 

"Wait, what?" 

"I am not surprised. Are you surprised? Vkandis' country. I was not aware He had an army there and am displeased about it, but - well, Sing took them on handily enough." 

Tarinda picks up Van and spins him around.

"What is Sing intending to do next, do you know." 

Leareth is so tired. Not physically, he feels totally fine now, but - it feels like in some metaphorical sense he's been running for a very, very long time, and he's finally ended up at some destination and now he doesn't know what to do. 

"It's got to start with figuring out how to talk to gods so it can operate without them causing a ton of collateral damage and then it'll handle medical emergencies, I think." She sets Vanyel down and does a backflip.

"All right. Good. If it needs my advice I am available." 

"You look - really tired, or something." 

"He held a Gate to Mars for a long time."

Leareth has a feeling it's not about the Gate at all. "I am fine." He gets to his feet. "Well. Tarinda, thank you for all of your help, with everything. I - suppose I will not go back because my facility is collapsed and full of robots. I hope they salvage the library, I am fond of it." 

"I hope so too. We'll probably have a bit of a wait, it has to cover the whole planet - plus I guess the moon - and save everybody dying before it can do anything less urgent."

"I'll get you a guest room. Tarinda, you too, I guess." Vanyel still looks really happy. 

So does she! She's just gonna dance delightedly around this lawn.

Aww. 

Vanyel sings to himself as he ushers Leareth toward the guest wing, manages to quickly update Savil and foist a Leareth off on her so he can go rejoin Tarinda and sing near her. It's so nice seeing her this delighted. 

She can sing and dance at the same time!

Vanyel is a pretty bad dancer (in his own opinion) but he's happy enough and feeling carefree enough to dance with her anyway if she wants! 

They can pass the time that way till dinner and then go get dinner.

Leareth sits in his guest-room and looks out the window at the very normal spring day and wonders why achieving everything he's ever hoped for doesn't feel more triumphant. Or, no, it does feel like a victory, albeit a more gambled one than he'd have preferred given the stakes, and he's so relieved, just -

- he's very tired. 

It doesn't seem like sitting down is helping, though, so eventually he gets up and heads to go get dinner as well. 

"Hi Leareth! Sing made it to the moon okay!"

"I am glad. Was I correct that there was no god claiming it and interfering?"