Nod.

"Are you sure you aren't hungry or anything?"

"...I could eat if it isn't too much trouble."

"Not at all. How do you feel about eggs?"

"I can't lay them if that is what you're asking. I'm curious if I will find them delicious."

She chuckles. "No, that wasn't what I meant. We have plenty, the chickens haven't stopped laying. Do you want to try them any particular way?"

"I'll let you pick."

"All right, egg salad it is, then." She sets up a couple of eggs to boil, and then gets some dough out of the refrigerator to bake; apparently by 'egg salad' she means a sandwich complete with freshly baked bun and sliced fruit on the side.

"This smell delicious." He takes a bite and mumbles something to the effect  that it tastes delicious too.

She grins, or at least gives as much of an impression of it as she can without a mouth to grin with. "I'm glad you like it."

He grins too. And then his computer tablet starts beeping.

Daisy also receives messages.

Uh, okay...

Daisy? Is this working? What is going on?

He reads this. "Uh, I know he can send messages, but he wasn't supposed to be able to read them."

"...huh. If he can do that, he might be able to talk through the radio; let me get that set up out here and we'll try it."

Yes, it's working. We're fine; we brought Dusk - my friend - home. She'll be fine, too, I think. I'm going to try setting up the radio in case you can hear us that way; we'll be listening on the 21.2 megahertz channel.

Did you bring me along? How did you know to bring me along?

We did. You made a clone - accidentally, I assume - and he has your memories. He's fine, too.

The radio is really not meant to be moved; in the process of getting it out of its spot she discovers the dreamshard where it'd fallen under the bed.

There is a long silence from the radio.

"I think he is going to need a while to process that. Do you mind if I keep that?" He says about the dreamshard.

"Not at all." She hands it over.

"Thanks." He pockets the thing.

She nods.

"Is there anything else you'll need while you're here?"

"Not really. If Felix can communicate with us then I can offer you things. And we will be able to help Dusk much more neatly."

"Right, I meant -" she shrugs. "Someplace to sleep? A ride to the library?"

"Ah, I think that Felix can provide both a place to sleep and a library. If he takes too long, I will accept the former."

"All right."

The yet-unnamed clone and Felix have a conversation through the datapad.

After a few minutes he says. "Felix can do things for us. Like opening a portal to Dusk's dimension."