He also tries very hard not to think about how all of his alts have killed someone. This time, he's not as successful. Edarial's not sure if Prime's killed someone before the fiasco that was finding him, so he might be absolved for that, but the other two certainly chose to. Neither of them regret it in the slightest. He knows this because he asked, quietly, privately. It was in the defense of their matching Bells. That's - he doesn't know how to feel about that. That's worrying.
Obviously, the solution is math. He asks both alts for their - mental numbers, the factors behind them, and then he scurries off to crunch his own and compare with what they have. Iobel didn't want to have a competition, but - this isn't that. He's comparing notes. If he's - likely to kill someone in defense of her, he'd like a heads up first.
Copious amounts of math is completed. Edarial is - kind of frightened by the results. He gets up, and he goes to find Iobel. Because according to Adarin-math, he is probably capable of killing people in her defense.
"Yes, and a nice little - 'If this happens, do this' guide. How to unscrew up a relationship."
"We'll have to write one, I guess. For the future additions to the peal of Bells and the - lack of a convenient collective noun of Adarins."
"We should try to think of one. A nice convenient noun for - the male member of the duo that wants to change the world in a logical and reasonable fashion."
"Zevros comes in female. Several times over. We don't know if our own templates are unisex. We aren't all the same coloration or species, we know that."
"I suppose not. I think I'll just be confused meeting a female version of me. And then we'll compare our math and see if things are accurate and move on, I suppose."
"I wonder if different-gender versions of templates sound the same to the Pantheon gods. Maybe Zevros should go talk to one and check."
"There would be other clues, I suppose, even without divine confirmation. But the divine confirmation is a nice clincher."
"It's funny, Prime and Cypress don't act unusually similar compared to you with either of them - Max I haven't seen enough of to know, I guess - but they have more ostensibly in common, history-wise."
"I think it's got something to do with the time difference between them. Or he's - mysteriously got Cypress's name and is not our alt, we haven't exactly checked yet."
"We're pretty sure he's one of us, just - with five hundred years tacked on. But occasionally I worry I'll be that bitter and standoffish, so I try to distance myself from him a bit."
"I mean, the - constant sarcasm is hilarious, narcissistic as that sounds, but the lack of filter for it... Somewhat concerning."
"I suppose Spring's not nearly as old as Prime, but I find her - reassuring about how I'll develop over time."
"I look forward to my future days as a sarcastic, bitter old man," says Edarial, dryly.