"They match, at least as much as we do - we're not positive about Spring, though, she hasn't seen them since she was six."

"... Huh. It might be smart to look for parents, too, then, for - Bell siblings. Wait - are our parents the same?"

"Rain's missing his Vernon. Birth parents seem to be mostly the same, except Rain and Prime are the only ones to have met them." Pause. "... I'm. Um. Sorry, but they're not nice people. Dad's way better."

"Right, I need that stack of character sheets - how many of us are there, even? Both Bells and Adarins."

"You make six, in both cases."

"Huh. It - seemed like more, from the - all of the stuff and the histories that I didn't know about. Six seems small."

"We pack a lot of history into each person. Haven't even mentioned my robot army yet!"

"You. Have a robot army." Blink, blink. "Okay! Congrats!"

"I have an alien robot army! On our colony planet!"

"That's. How do you get one of those?"

"You stumble across the leavings of an extinct civilization and field-promote yourself to the relevant military's rank of Senior Equipment Maintenance Specialist after repudiating affiliation with the Nystbli enemy scum, of course."

"Oh, if that's all, Flicker, let's go window shopping for a robot army, they'd be quite useful," deadpans Conduit.

"I can duplicate the robots if you want some and have a place to put them. There's one watching the - let's call them parole mirrors - on the dragon that tried to kill Phix."

"You know what, I am rapidly seeing the wisdom in the character sheets or pamphlets," snorts Cypress. "Let's - try to take care of that quickly, please."

"In our copious spare time?"

"Well, before we collect another set, anyway."

"Right, and - um, I'm okay with not hearing all of your relevant backstories and about your worlds for a while if it means the whole - Yellowstone thing is please handled soon? Ish?"

"Right. Yeah. I think it might make sense to summon a bunch of angels to deploy versus ash. We can assembly-line it. I can make most of the circles, the various humans or close-enough can finish them, there can be signs on the walls explaining the deal - spend so many hours dealing with ash and a demon will make you a thing! - somebody escorts them to your world, which you need to name - the drawback of this is that we just installed the microchip system."

"Ooh, try it try it. For that matter -" She blinks. "...Well, I can't teleport to another dimension."

"Ah, lucky," sighs Flicker. "And useful. So, vast flock of angels?"

"Vast flock of angels."

"Right then, that simplifies things a lot. Do you want to go inform people about the flock of angels about to descend, or do we surprise them?"

"It's... very unconventional for a twin power, honestly, the angels thing, but we rolled with one massive 'suddenly magic, whee' thing in the fifties."