"You are very however you want to be, it's one of the remarkable things about you."

"I'm very proud of that!"

"You should be!"

Chuckle.

"And I should let you get back to work."

"Sounds like a plan. Thanks for the edible flowers, they were tasty."

"My pleasure."

"And the ring. I really like the ring." He traipses down the stairs.

He waves and remains.

I thought you'd decided it was a good idea to wait until after the war.

I only hit on him a little.

And someone else might get him and that would be intolerable.

Going to keep ordering people to seduce all your competition?

If I need to.

He likes you. If he found out about that he wouldn't. I don't think it's in your interests to risk it. 

I don't think I trust you have my interests at heart here. Are you getting attached to my Cor? You I might share him with. It doesn't feel like sharing because you belong to me.

Please don't do that.

Not your type?

Is that the only reason you can conceive of why I'd resent being ordered to fuck someone.

Maitimo goes downstairs and back to work.

Cor works on things and in the morning he meets Ranary for breakfast and afterwards she paints them both and chants in yet a third language and they disappear.

They both come back a couple hours later, chilly; it's cold in the hypothesized-empty world.

"All set up so you can use magic now?"

"Yup. I will still not be roasting chicken legs with it though."

"Don't blame you."