"Probably a good idea," Joss agrees, scrubbing her hands over her face. "And here I thought the universe was telling me I was working too hard."

She looks over at 'Sidora and Epimetheus. "Will Prometheus be alright?"

"He'll be fine," 'Sidora says. "He just needs a moment."

(Epime nods her agreement to that statement.)

"Alright, new topic! ...Um. I'm dreadful at small-talk. Known for it in fact."

"Um..." 

Mikala tries to think of something. He's the one who made everyone sad, so it feels like his responsibility to distract them.

"Oh, uh, your world doesn't have motu, right? Does it have any other species, apart from humans and...AGIs?"

"Certainly nothing more akin to a sapient person than an animal," Epimetheus says, almost thoughtfully. "And given Prometheus' tendency to hack into any encrypted systems, it seems somewhat unlikely that he would not have found some reference to anything had it been discovered."

"Ooh, we do," Rex says, bouncing slightly. "I mean, you might have figured that from me being a hound and then not. We've also got a load of different...well, they call themselves demons. Angels. There's vampires, shifters, mediums, witches are generally humans who learned a skill. There's others, I'm forgetting others."

Oh, good, a nice long list with not much overlap. This should keep them occupied for a while.

"What's a medium?" he asks, looking at both Rex and Joss. 

Raven and Iolana lean over to listen to the answer. 

"Mediums can talk with the dead," Rex explains. "Like. A lot of the supernatural can interact with them, but not like mediums can. They can talk to ghosts who've already passed over and then come back, for whatever reason. And like... Joss?"

"They feel kinda weird to me," Joss adds thoughtfully. "And a lot of them are...kinda out of it? They've spent so much time talking to the dead, that they start losing touch with the living. Stop remembering things like walls are a problem if you're corporeal."

"Cool," Mikala decides.

"Do they look different to other people, or do you just have to notice them walking into things?" 

Joss pats Rex's head. "Well aside from puppy like behaviour, Rex here is pretty human to look at when he's not shifted. Most supernaturals can do something similar and mediums are more humans with supernatural extras than supernaturals who masquerade as humans."

She hums. "On the other hand Rex says that to not supernaturals mediums kinda...glow?"

"Glow is not the right word. Your eyes don't see the right spectrum to pick it up. Dogs and cats probably see it as well."

"I wonder if Cat could see the glow if he shifted," Raven says. 

"Are there any mediums you could fetch to test it?" 

"Rae, I'm sure most mediums have better things to do than visit a bar so they can be stared at by a friend of a friend of a friend," Cat points out.

He seems to have recovered; it helps that the conversation has shifted topics. 

"We also don't live with any," Joss comments. "And I have no idea if Mab's mate is anywhere nearby. Think he's...on a field trip? Somewhere? Like...Spain? Wait. No. Texas. Fucking geologists."

"Mab's got a pot going on whether he's going to try and walk through a rock formation to get a better look at the inside."

Cat laughs.

"I know people who'd do that," he comments. "And they don't even have the excuse of spending all their time with ghosts." 

"Me too! I wonder if we know the same people..." 

They start describing the people they know to each other, focusing on personality and interests rather than appearance. Cat quickly gets frustrated with the limitations of spoken language and they switch to using telepathy instead. 

Raven and Iolana share a smile as they watch their brothers happily comparing notes on their acquaintances. 

"I think we may have lost them," Raven says to the rest of the group, not looking at all sorry about this turn of events. "Joss, Rex, you were telling us about the nonhumans in your world? I can't quite remember the whole list..." 

"My list was incomplete anyway," Rex shrugs.

"I think I'd covered vampires and shifters, but can recap if you want, Iolana?"

"I have Raven's notes," Io says, waving them.

"Alts are so convenient! Can you tell us about angels next?"

"Angels are gooood."

Joss laughs, and flicks Rex's ear. "Angels are... mmm. They're not 'responsible' for the living, although some would tell you they are. But part of their job is looking after humans to a degree. Those stories you hear about mothers finding the strength to lift cars off their infants? I can guarantee that at least ninety percent of the mundane cases have an angel stood using their grace to help. The older ones are more powerful. Jez is one of the originals. She's...I'll call her bright. If she's not keeping her grace under control. There's variation, but as standard, they can do physical healing, mental healing, they lean towards being better at diplomacy than other people. As far as I'm aware all of them can sense how someone is. They can find it difficult to...not heal them. And from what I've been told, some of them outside of Jez and the other so called 'fallen' angels don't bother asking permission."

Raven seems to be the one responsible for taking notes, at least right now. 

"Is that a problem?" she wonders. "One would think most people would be glad to be healed." 

"They might have different ideas about what needs healing," Iolana says. 

"I know there are things motu don't heal but other cultures do, and the same the other way around."