Cam catches a summons while he's in the middle of Atriama. He's seen it before, it's fine.
"Nope. The house technically has a wireline but there's nothing attached to it."
"Mmhm. I assume you'll come knock if you end up wanting to buy the place and otherwise I have no reason to need a way to contact you. And if you blow up my campground or look like you're going to I'll come visit again."
"I really like being able to talk to people out loud again," Felicity comments once Netra's gone. "I didn't miss it while I was dead but maybe now I retroactively do."
"Estis bone renkonti vin!" Cam calls after the departing campground owner. "What's so great about talking aloud?" he asks Felicity.
"Maybe it's just having more reasons to talk to living people at all? I don't think she or anyone like her would have bothered to have a conversation with me as a star."
"She doesn't seem very sociable. Did you get many people talking to you?"
"She really doesn't; I like her a lot. It was mostly other star clouds; all of my living spouses have remarried except one and even he doesn't visit more than a few times a year anymore."
"I support you and him in whatever weird arrangement you manage to cook up together."
"Some, all grown up now. I don't think I would have been Nudge'd into this position if I had very many attachments."
"Oh, all the summer solqs become psychic as stars, as cosmic balance for what I think you called their birthday curse. But they lose it as soon as they merge with anyone else, and develop total amnesia covering the span between then and when they died. So I don't really know much about what it's like even though I was ten of them."
"Balance and compensation are not necessarily the same thing, I would say."