"Off, please -"

And they are off.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Let me know if you need any other arts subtled."

Pop.

And she sits down. "Well. Interesting day. I think - I think I want to see my family."

"That can be arranged -" Who's most conveniently available at this moment -?

Word about this has gotten out and all of them are there in less than ten minutes if she tells them Maitimë wants to see them.

"- who first, they are apparently all prepared to drop everything if you ask for them."

"...don't know if I have the energy for everyone -"

"Sure, not at once. Start with your dad maybe."

"Okay."

So Isabella calls him over.

And he comes over. "Hey. How're you doing?"

"Very magicked. Little overwhelmed. Okay. You can hug me, the magic made it so it isn't terrifying."

Hug.

Hug. "How's everybody -"

"Confused about how to do right by you, working themselves to death on the principle that if we'd all been clever enough -"

"Wasn't your fault. Wasn't anyone's fault, seems to be universal, actually -"

"Yeah, everyone is also eager to demand a great deal of information about the multiverse."

"I should get them computers, distract them from asking me things -"

"...your mom pieced together what Isabella whisking you off to get rescued by her alternate universe friends -"

" - right. Is she mad at me -"

"...worried for you -"

Sigh. "I like girls in universes where humans don't even have roles and I never meet Isabella - well, actually, I don't like girls, the other mes are boys, but same -"

"Really? We have a son first?"