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It takes them a while - they are quite busy holding each other - but eventually in spite of the perpetual darkness in the sky, they realize they're exhausted. It's been a long day. The helpful mage and her husband offer them a place to sleep, but that place turns out to be inside a tent. With two other people. Two other newly married people.
Isabella and Adarin decide the better option is to go with her hammock. It involves Isabella almost entirely on top of her husband, but neither of them mind. Snuggles are recommended after death and subsequent resurrection, and trauma from same. Adarin's still a bit shivery and occasionally uncoordinated post-magic loss, but he can hold his wife just fine. Snuggles are provided for both parties, and eventually they both fall asleep, suspended in the air by cloud-pine.
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prodigal_miser
prodigal_miser
"The first things to pop into my head are kind of mean, I don't think they would be things that he would pick."
prodigal_miser
"The only non-rude thing that comes to mind is Silver, because his hair's not white, but if we ever meet an older me again I don't think that'll work."
dark_light
"Yeah. Although since it's just plain a hair color in Edarial's case it's an open question if white hair darkens to gray there, or if it will do in other worlds. But I suppose if there's two Kystles there could be a dozen."
prodigal_miser
"... I don't know if I should see that as a good thing or personally terrifying. That there could be a dozen Kystles."
dark_light
"Well, maybe we could catch some of them early. Head off the invasion."
dark_light
"Of course, we might also run into some where you haven't been born yet, and I have no idea how you'd want to respond to that situation."
prodigal_miser
"... I have no idea, either. The events that lead to my conception are kind of terrible, so - I am torn between wanting an alt of me to actually be born and also preventing that."
dark_light
"Is there a good way to prevent it? ...Also, what happens if we find a you when you're a kid."
prodigal_miser
"Uh... I'm not sure if there's a good way, considering - my mother. But the obvious is to keep Nereus away from my mother and hope that keeps her non-murderous. Or - well. Killing her." He winces, then recovers. "If we find me when I'm a kid, that's a bit more straightforward. Snatch him and his sibling out of the hands of terrible guardians, find a Veron to be a dad at them both, squirrel all three of them away to Chamomile or something."
dark_light
"Does it seem likely that keeping Nereus away from her would help?"
prodigal_miser
"It would prevent her from - killing lots of people upon his death, but I've never interacted with her from before she met him. Apparently she was more docile before. But that could be wistful thinking."
dark_light
"And something else could theoretically set her off, anyway."
dark_light
"As it comes up," agrees Isabella. "Versions of me tend to have unobjectionable childhoods - so far, and parentally speaking; Spring would have needed some help if we'd found her in her original world - so that's not nearly as much of a worry."
prodigal_miser
"I'm glad," he murmurs. "I like - versions of you consistently having unobjectionable childhoods."
dark_light
"Parentally speaking," repeats Isabella. "You might have been asleep when - Spring was born into slavery. She was still in it when she found the magic that gave her the door that let her into Pantheon."
dark_light
"But nothing that would be particularly awkward to deal with - delicate, maybe, but not a moral conundrum. All we'd have had to do would be, you know, steal her."
dark_light
"Yeah. We should probably establish contact with her original world, at some point. There's been plenty of time for things to change and we already know it's populated."