After catching up on business - and allowing time to recover mana, again - and getting their Marlatian alts a laptop each, and putting a router and chargers within easy reach of the portal on their side, which is also on a sheet of wood but is kept in their basement propped up against a wall -
Isabella snuggles up to her husband and suggests searching the planes for more of themselves.
"Nah, just wondering. You are wholly welcome to be awake. And sitting up. And snuggling me."
"Oh, good, because otherwise I might be doing something unwelcome and that would be terrible."
Idania is currently watching this and wondering if she can distill and bottle this absurd level of sweetness. She could make tons of money, selling it as an alternative to sugar.
"Does this look like the place to you?" Aya asks Idania.
"Oooo, yeah," agrees Idania. "I will bug Rae to scootch his domain closer to here. How much trouble do you think we'll have getting people to build houses on top of a mountain?"
"Same! Though replace 'temple dorm' with 'wherever I feel like.' Maybe some nice people will let me borrow their couch!"
"Plus I kind of want to wander around and figure out everything that's changed. I've been dead for a while, I've got a lot of catching up to do!"