Cornelia nods.

"Let me check the jelly bits we picked up."

She starts tapping away on her own tablet.

Cornelia taps her tablet again, and after a moment Captain Keomans appears on the screen as well.

"Hey captain. Mind if I use the jelly we found to see about building something to check how subspace drives and Griffith interact?"

"Granted. Even from a purely research perspective, the loss of the jelly components is easily worth the reduced risk of losing track of Griffith, and adding in moral concerns only makes it more trivial."

"And how about using some of the subspace drive repair supplies?"

Leonarda hesitates a bit more at that. "I don't want us getting stranded this far out. Try to avoid using any of the parts that we would want for a communications amplifier."

"Got it."

"Good luck. Captain Keomans out."

And Leonarda vanishes from the screen.

"I'll get to work. I'll call you when I have something."

And the call ends.

"All right. Mending seems… pretty predictable at this point. How about that last spell? Planetarium, you called it?"

"Yes, 'Planetarium'. It only lasts less than a minute after I stop focusing on it, so I may not be able to answer particularly complicated questions during testing. I can place it anywhere in here, and have a sphere of smaller radius so the whole thing actually fits. How about you send in one of those hover-capable constructs with visual sensors and I center the illusion on it? I will want a peek too, but I'd block the image some, so maybe the construct should get a view without me first."

Cornelia sends in a drone.

Griffie attempts to cast Planetarium, centered on the construct's current position.

The spell fizzles, the error reporting to Griffie that the underlying stellar interaction field fails to extend to the targeted location, likely because they are on a plane without a sky.

"Huh. Didn't work. Apparently the stellar interaction field that 'Planetarium' references doesn't extend to my location. This spell works deep underground, and so the error message suggests that I'm likely on a plane 'without a sky'. …we should put some qualifiers on that, the surroundings of this ship do in fact look skylike."

"Huh… well, you did say your stars are different…"

"Your stars apparently only glow with, what was it that you called it, 'Heat of Motion', and you've never before seen positive energy? Our stars may glow some with our heat, but they primarily glow with positive energy. Which could be what the spell is looking for? I could analyze it if that's somehow the best use of our time, though I doubt it. …and on the subject of our stars being different, my planet once had a Day of Three Suns after terrorist activity on the positive energy plane. I … should have mentioned that earlier. Probably your stars … don't do that. People in your world who like things being orderly and making sense must like that."

"…yes, I would like to hear more about this. Also the captain may wish to hear about the terrorist activity."

"This now makes the second issue you thought I should talk to the Captain about. Is she available?"

"I'll check."

Cornelia taps her tablet.

Leonarda appears on the screen.

"Griffith has various… political things to talk about. About both our politics and their world's politics. Is now a good time?"

"All right. Griffith, go ahead."

"Well. I realized I didn't tell you about what one of my friends has nicknamed the 'Day of Three Suns', though there might have been more than three? So. There's a lot of background to this. My friend Zita Imbrex had damage to her soul restored and was raised from the dead. However, restoring the damage was actually illegal. So then the Outsiders of… I need to explain Outsiders."

"The short version is "Outsiders are the people who aren't native to the Material Plane, where Suaal is". So. Deities and their servants are quintessence-based and are one kind of Outsider. They mostly live in the Outer Planes. Elementals, pure samples of an element given life, are another kind, and mostly live on the Elemental Planes. There's lots of other kinds, like Ethereal-plane and Shadow-plane creatures. Anyway. Psychopomps are a kind of Outsider. They're formed by … the philosophies dead people have around their deaths? They split from the soul during death."

"The psychopomps got really mad about Zita not having soul damage, and about … a quality of my species I don't want to discuss until I've gotten more information about your views. It's the quality that makes us in violation of the treaty with Charon. The psychopomps wanted to kill Zita and me. They attacked us, so we called for help from the Upper Planes, so then there were a bunch of powerful armed people in my friends' living room. And then an Outsider from Axis, the Plane of Law showed up and told everyone to go home and that there would be a hearing about Zita later. And then we went to the hearing, and Axis said that they would kill my species but that Zita was allowed to persist as she was. And then the psychopomps got really mad that Axis was saying Zita was allowed to live, so they gave a speech about how people should stop working with Axis, and then they attacked Axis, but we managed to escape."

"And it turned out some groups were persuaded by the psychopomp stuff! They included the Unravelers, who dislike it when the four elements are mixed, and tend to kill mixed-elements people such as myself by disassembling their elements, and Visilights, who are a manifestation of the conflation of truth and beauty and might, say, kill a scarred servant of the Upper Planes for being a 'blemish on the Upper Planes'. So then psychopomps and their allies, who they'd talked into breaking from Axis, tried to do something on the Positive Energy Plane, plausibly to mess with the flow of positive energy throughout the world. But what actually happened was a bunch of them exploded."

"And the explosion caused a surge in positive energy to the sun, so it split into multiple suns, and they collectively emitted more positive energy than usual, though not more heat than usual. There were reports of spontaneous healing. So. That's the day with lots of suns. It raises more questions than it answers, really."