After the second day of work, Leareth sits down with Belrun for dinner. "I think our poor baby god is a little nervous about tomorrow. Well. I am anthropomorphizing here again, but - something in that vein." 

"Oh? - uh, nervous in a Foresight-y way, or -"

"I think not? The Foresight looks very clear. I think - nervous in a normal, well, not human, but a normal baby way, about something very big." 

"It is very big."

"It is being very brave about it." 

"Aww. Is there anything it's specifically worried about?"

"I had a hard time pinpointing it but maybe you could figure out." 

"Can it hear me from here?"

"Probably not, the room is very shielded. Though after the next stage it will be able to hear you from anywhere in the north." 

So she goes to the baby god's room. :Hello again:

It recognizes her. :Belrun!: 

:Yes! Leareth says you're nervous but being very brave:

:Nervous: the baby god agrees.

A sense of shifting around again, looking for the right angle. Something-very-important - not just that, unavoidable, its entire reason-for-existence, there's anticipation there, a pull to grow-rise-become-stronger. But also, to grow means no longer being the shape it is now, and it doesn't know anything else, yet, it can't actually hold or conceive of what it will be, later, it won't fit, it's too big. 

:So it's - hm, hard to be excited about it because you don't know yet exactly what you'd be excited about?:

A sideways metaphorical-head-tilt sort of emotion - it's not that the baby god isn't excited, exactly, it's very excited (!!!), and - puzzlement at how to convey something, then holding up the blurry suggestions-of-a-city Foresight image again - there's a brightness and sense of new spaciousness ahead, on the widest road, and it's clear that the road continues after that point, and the baby god can tell from the current-shape-of-itself, and because Leareth checked thoroughly (gratitude, relief, something-like-trust), that it's going to end up being the shape it's supposed to be. So that's good. Practically by definition good. Just - peering at that blazing-open-space in its future Foresight footprint - it's so big. 

:Yeah, it is, it's really big:

Shifting, trying to frame something... :Now : Belrun here :: future : ??Belrun??where??: 

:I usually live south of here, in Valdemar. That's another god's territory, Shadowgod - I don't know if it'll be workable for you to share:

Sense-of-recognition. Shadowgod is big and strange and the baby god cannot talk to Them right now. Another quizzical pause. :Future : talk to Belrun?: 

:Yes. I don't know if you'll be able to hear me from Haven, but I can come where you are sometimes and talk to you:

:!!!: Relieved happy baby god. 

Awwwww what a good baby god. :Are you attached to a lot of people or just me?:

:Leareth!! but future : Leareth here: 

:It's sort of like we're your parents, I guess:

Puzzlement. :Parents?: