It's really, really confusing. Avedan is somewhere between wanting to learn more about the internal history present in the dreams, and wanting to understand why they're being so - insistent. He suspects it has something to do with malfunctioning servants, but all of his are working just fine. He checked. Twice. So - maybe someone else's aren't working properly? Or something? He doesn't know, there's zero precedent for eerily vivid and consistent dreams. Avedan tries talking to someone about it, exactly once. They immediately think he's having reoccurring nightmares.
But they're not nightmares. Well. Okay, some of them are, one of the more memorable ones included desperately clutching a woman's hand, begging her to stay with him, just keep breathing, to stay alive. She didn't. If it'd been with someone he knew, he might have thought it was just a simple nightmare. But, no. He's never seen her before in his life. Only his dreams, and not all that often, either. Because there are others, with - happier memories attached to them.
He's started to notice patterns. In - consistent people, consistent places, and most interestingly, consistent personalities. He's pretty sure it's not his subconscious being uncreative (if it were that, he would be naked at work or something) but the bizarre internal consistency his dreams are exhibiting.
It's hard, to figure out if there's a timeline to it all. But there is one thing that's consistent: a city. He does a quick bit of research, finds the city's name (Lapis), and after a bit more research is confronted with the dream's reasonable level of fidelity. As in, it's nearly the same, with exception to what he suspects is construction. And he's never been to Lapis in his life. Just what is going on? He can only think of one way to find out, and that way involves packing up his bags, handing them off to a well-maintained servant, and then heading off to Lapis.
"I don't seem to have any ability to steer the dreams or I'd - I don't know, look for key moments instead of further excerpts from her learning to master goldfish."
"Yes please. Uh, we probably want to be surer than we currently are before - do you have her notebooks?"
"I do. I - wish I could have gotten her consent for this specific situation before she died, but alas. I did not account for this at all," says Aydanci dryly. "Do please forgive me. Tentatively, you may read them."
And Lu is handing him a parrot. "One for me, one for you. I have no idea what the trapper thinks I'm doing with them."
"He might," says Kidan, taking the parrot, "think you have a strange parrot obsession. Like a collector, but with parrot pets."
"Well, at any rate after a while we'll have a breeding population and can have them get busy making more parrots, in case we live to be a hundred and twenty but not longer than that and this batch's lifespan won't cut it. And then the trapper need no longer concern himself with my parrot obsession."
"As long as you never tell him that you're planning on getting a breeding population going. That'll make it worse."
Lu is not particularly pleased to have to contemplate there being a next time around. But her work isn't going anywhere.
"You know," muses Kidan, "I wonder - how are we going to get them to breed? Lock two of them together in a room? Order them? That seems weird, I think that's probably weird."
"I was thinking we could order them if they didn't do it on their own. But we're not in a terribly desperate hurry for chicks, these ones are still young."
"Right, let's put that off for a while. I don't want to order parrots to have sex. Not to mention, we'll have to be careful about them to prevent inbreeding."
"The first generation shouldn't be related. If they lay eggs we can tell those chicks not to have sex with their siblings, I suppose."
"That's - helpful. Okay, and then if there is a third generation we tell them to not have sex with either siblings or cousins."
"Yep. That's us, the parrot dormitory monitors," she giggles. Her parrot is starting to becalm. She pets it. "These are prettier than the kind Kib and Aydanci left, those gray ones. But it's still a pity about the cats getting at them, that would've been cheaper if we'd just bred the grays."
"Yeah. Oh, well. How should we try and prevent another situation with the cats again, I mean, obviously the same thing's not going to happen, but if we - er, restart, they'll have at least twenty years left alone to fend off cats on their lonesome."
"We can put in a complicated door mechanism for the roof aviary and tell the parrots how to work it without divulging the secret to any cats?"
"Maybe also have them defend each other if attacked. A cat would attack one and the others nearby come by and peck at it to make it go away or something."
"Ooh, yes. Although I don't want them to actually hurt the cats. They might belong to somebody. Who, one, would be upset about the cats, and two, might follow the parrots home and figure out the door mechanism and get at the cache. I suppose Charp could also guard the parrots, but I don't want the neighbors wondering about the unattended golem on the roof."
"Let's not upset any cat owners," he agrees. His parrot's calmed enough to tolerate petting, and he takes advantage of this fact. "Uh - make them incapable of hurting living creatures. Might doom a few parrots to horrific death by cat, which I would feel bad about, but it's the smarter decision."
"I'm not sure about that - I mean, the parrots are live too. Just keep them from going for the eyes or anything, cats aren't by and large masochists."
He smiles at her, leaning over to kiss her forehead before going back to petting his own parrot. Goooood parrot. Nice parrot. Become the lifelong servant of Kidan and his inevitable reincarnations. Bwuah. Ha. Ha.