"Aaaaand why didn't you keep them safe and contained when Theo opened the book?"

"...I fell asleep."

Theo: does not quite have a look on his face saying, See?

It's more a look saying: Look, it's not my fault, and also Kero is terrible. So it's a bit more detailed than just 'See?'

"… Ah," says Maya again.

Just ah.

"You fell asleep. You just happened to be asleep at the exact time Theo showed up."

"...I was asleep for thirty years."

Sadde chokes on his spit.

"Yeah, see, I don't get this – did someone curse you or something? Is that a thing you can do? Curse the 'guardian of the cards' to fall asleep? Did the Sleep decide they'd finally had enough of you? Like, how?"

"No, I just dozed off..."

"For thirty years?"

"That book was really boring!"

"Boring enough that you slept for thirty years? Uh, wasn't it your job to look over it and make sure they didn't, you know, fall into the wrong hands?"

"...yes. But I would've woken up if they had! There was a Seal, and only the worthy could open it, so Theo must be worthy."

"I still have no idea what 'worthy' means, by the way."

"This sounds sort of like a… children's TV show? Like, nothing is specific. At all. And also there's magic."

"Mm," agrees Tyler.

That's possibly the first audible sound he's made since they got back here.

The bear shrugs. "Worthy by Clow Reed's estimation."

Theo sighs. "Okay, so, what were we doing? Talking about magic? Giving you guys information so you can conduct evil twinnery or whatever?"

"Yeah! And figuring out what to do with Maya, I guess."

"Yeah, um. I can probably sleep on the floor in Jess's room? We've probably got a blow-up bed somewhere. I'm not sure what to do about my lack of legal identity, or like, school and stuff. I mean, it's not like I'm technically signed up for any GCSEs or anything, so, I also won't have any qualifications or anything." She shrugs and looks a bit sad about it.

Willow looks around at the rather immense sitting room they're in now, with the fairly large fireplace a person would fit inside, then raises a pointed eyebrow looking at Maya.

If looks could talk hers would be yelling.

Maya is probably not going to take the hint that she can presumably stay over here without being explicitly invited to do so, because that's the sort of thing she would really rather not presume.

Besides, still leaves the legal identity thing.

Then after some pointed staring in silence Willow will have to say, "You know, we have twelve guest rooms."

Maya snorts a bit. "Twelve." Raising an eyebrow, she continues, "Why… twelve?"

"Yeah, gotta agree with her here, why twelve?"