Kyeo is running his hand up and down Sarham's back, as though counting scars he can't feel, and then there is something, in the room, something enormous, and he sees his own face and Sarham's mirrored in an incoming oval and then -
- they aren't sitting on Kyeo's bed in Crane Mountain any more.
"Or Sarham! Or Sarham and these ones I already have, if I'm very lucky."
"I'm going to go hang out in the courtyard to write, do you need anything else first? You can stay in here with the instruments until he and Zarian come over."
Back at Zarian's office, she waited through a few medical topic transitions to ask, "About that note from yesterday . . ."
"Just wondering if you had any comments or were wanting for any elaboration."
"My hope is that it won't come up for - a long time, I guess it would be nice if we were able to copy things eventually, but hopefully only after - everyone's more used to us and -" Shrug.
"Hm . . . Knowing the people I do I think I expect the opposite. If it were sooner there might be more leeway in, 'Oh, they've gone through this strange ordeal and should have time to adjust,' whereas down the road a ways they might expect you to be - acclimated."
"Really? That seems backwards - if we live here for years and don't cause any trouble it'd obviously not be an emergency -"
"It's - only partially about trouble-causing. Inclination isn't action, is a saying we have here."
"So I would expect people to base it off more whether they primarily think of you as Cretari citizens or as visitors."
"Gotcha.
Where else is there to go, if - that winds up making sense for whatever reason -"
"I may have mentioned I've always intended to move to Brydov someday. It's rather far away, though, possibly too far for the two of you to practically go with our level of traveling technology."
"So we could hitch a ride with a trade caravan and be the designated people who eat and sleep, plausibly."
"Quite plausibly. There are 'whatever reason's I can think of that would make that harder, but - yes. Plausibly."
"Yeah, ideally, uh, Kyeo and I would know that we wanted to leave before anyone else formed an opinion about whether we were allowed."
"Mmhm." She blinks. "It might be wiser to - not have conversations with me - that I - might need to put my head back in legal order, after - unless . . ."
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