Elsewhere:
Maitimo wakes up.
The room is littered with forensic conjurations of people and notes and wands and books and planets. In the room is Ms. Chua, and a black-winged demon. Looks too straightforwardly Asian to be naturally occurring.
Elsewhere:
Maitimo wakes up.
The room is littered with forensic conjurations of people and notes and wands and books and planets. In the room is Ms. Chua, and a black-winged demon. Looks too straightforwardly Asian to be naturally occurring.
"I - there is a way it is obvious to be alts, for mes, and they were already doing it before they got me to entertain the concept."
"Well, I didn't, when everything got absurdly implausible again I got to take comfort in the fact that meant you were probably safe at home."
"Being safe at home while you were in Angband was in fact pleasanter on a daily basis than being, myself, in Angband, but I don't think I'd elevate it all the way to 'comforting'."
"I'm sorry. We could've - been more paranoid, had more backups, made sure everyone had a way to suicide on hand, settled farther away, stayed in Valinor and intervened remotely..."
"Almost as nervous about not being in the same room as I am but this is looking like it'll go on a long time, human standards..."
"Also, if I wake up first and need the bathroom I have to drag him out of bed and when he's groggy he sometimes resents that."
"Mostly, yeah. When she's doing the magic thing existing is not moment-to-moment very unpleasant and also she can tell Findekáno how to sit so as not to scare me and then I have - space to work on my head."
"I bet he'd be happy to. Redmages would have such a great set of powers if not for the cost -"