"You'll be back here safely within a few hours."

He follows them.

At the fire escape they take off straight into the air at an impossible terrifying pace and then a second later stop - they don't slow, they just stop - inside Avalor's room, where the window is missing and Avalor holding the door to her closet.

"Hi Uncle Bar," says Avalor.

"- what -"

"It's complicated. It's okay though."

Yellow herds them through the door. 

And Avalor sits her uncle by the fireplace and explains him things.

Amentans from the future keep a courteous distance and talk among themselves about how to dismantle the Oahk Empire.

Eventually Bar walks over with Avalor sitting on his shoulders. "Uh," he says, "am I here just to hold the door and look after Avalor, or -"

"You two can get a room on my tab - Bar also does meals - and fetch her history books and perhaps you can come downstairs once she's all situated?"

"...all right."

He's down twenty bar-minutes later. "Put her to bed," he says.

"Thank you. There's someone here working on resurrection. There are no immediate prospects and my assessment was that it was better not to tell her until there are, but if you think otherwise -"

"I - oh.

I don't know whether to tell her or not. Working on it how -"

"Our best hope is that someone will walk into Milliways with a magic system that can cooperate with one of the extant magic systems to make it happen. Something that gives people unlimited working memory would let the Marlatians become arbitrarily magically powerful, for example."

"...okay."

"I do expect that it will happen, but I have no idea how long it will take and it could be thousands of years."

"Oh."

"Your call. Other thing is that I'd somewhat prefer she be raised around other children, if you two are here for subjectively a couple seasons or longer while we figure out how to un-Oahk the place, there are a few candidates for that but it doesn't need to be decided right now."

"She's never been more than a little interested in other children but it's probably not a bad idea."

Nod. "Is there anything else we should know?"

"About Avalor?"

"About Avalor, about the situation in Voa right now - you can assume we read the history books but I've noticed those sometimes miss some nuance -"

"I don't have an especially broad view. The palace was cleared out, the blues were separated from the rest of us - they took my husband -" He swallows.

"There's going to be a war crimes trial."

"Is there? That's - good."

"I am so sorry."