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[aetherweaver]

[There's a vaguely British-sounding voice emitting from the journals, and those who recognize Nara'a will note it's not his usual calm tone.]

Would anyone, anyone like to explain what in the hells just happened? 'Oh, the town or the spaceship or the book closing sound?' All of it.

[He takes a breath, lets it out.]

Right. Everyone back here? All appendages accounted for?

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[aetherweaver]

He would, yes. One day perhaps he'll see such things.

[He doesn't have the heart to tell him of Themis' fate, not yet. It's too hard to talk about.]

Of course. Whatever you pull out I should be able to find some way of eating it. I sometimes grew up with odd gaps in our food stores, depending on what the merchants passing through had, so I've learned to adapt.

[aetherialshackles]

I hope he got to see plenty of wonderful things. He was friends with the convocation's wanderer, I'm sure there was a lot to learn there.

[He just knows the Zodiark plan will fail by now... and it already hurts. But, hey, life will continue, right? And it's not like he can change things.]

Should we meet near the kitchens? My inner researcher is currently screaming 'science' in the back of my mind... not that I'd know the first thing about cooking. Everything we got was aetherically sourced in Pandaemonium, it was considered far too risky to get anything from the 'outside'.

[aetherweaver]

I'm sure there is.

[He sighs internally. It's going to come up eventually, and it's going to be bad.]

All right. I'll see you there soon.

[aetherialshackles]

Hopefully I will be able to hear more about your arts as long as we are here together. Who knows, maybe I will learn something myself.

[It will be. Talking about Lahabrea's fate may be equally unpleasant...]

I will wait for you there, my friend.

[He and his mammet take little time to reach the kitchen. Little 'Themis' is holding a book about 'delicious adventures' and Erich is carrying the rest, it's science time baby!!!!]