"And you'd have to be sure the slavery bit wasn't built in."

"Yes."

The guinea pig is a pigeon.

It's a demonic pigeon. "How long is not very long? What do they die of?"

"Couple weeks or months, and 'not having been done carefully enough' but I don't know more detail than that -"

Nod. Cam pets the guinea pigeon.

He gets back to work.

Cam nods to Midnight and leaves.

"Well, there's our answer on who noticed."

"Apparently."

"If he wants two I suppose that works fine."

"Seems like it might be awkward for them, but maybe it won't be."

"I assume he wouldn't do it if he didn't have a plan to make it not, but my Elf alts are a little confusing to me when it comes to, uh, romantic competence."

"I have noticed this."

"I should probably sit down with one someday and try to get to the bottom of it. Not very urgent, though."

"It could be contingent anyway, I'm not sure this is a representative sample we've met."

"Yeah, the happily married me is probably doing better than a lonely alt of him ripped fourteen hundred years out of the past, and all the other one's've had Dooms operative. Well, not Kib's, but -"

"Kib's recovered okay after Findekáno bailed him out from having done. That thing."

"That I can - I wouldn't've done it but I can easily imagine the state of information in which I would, it makes sense. The Singularity set doesn't make sense but I guess that's what Doom'll look like."

Nod.

"Want to go bother Security again? Bar had nothing on his world."

"She had nothing?"

"They had, like, invented writing? But that's just about it."

"That dovetails poorly with the thing where a magical education comes with an unbecoming personality trait, if you'd have to learn it direct from the practitioners..."

"Yeah, dunno. We can ask."