"I haven't been able to acquire any good detail about this world's afterlife," says Tilly, "but I'm pretty sure at this point that it has some kind of a one."
"Before the Downside glitch was fixed that caused forking," says Cam, "and there are certainly worse-case scenarios - I'm not sure the set of people I want to resurrect and the set of people you could talk me into experimenting on even intersect."
"Yep. Tackling afterlives is a peal job, though, and I think everybody wants a settling period - well, enough of us do, anyway - that peal parties, let alone peal projects, are gonna have to sit for a few weeks."
Cam reaches into his backpack and takes out Grace. "This is mine." She turns into a hawk, on his shoulder, in a cascade of gold, and starts preening Cam's hair. "She's not very talkative with people other than me though."
"Well, Grace is a daemon, like Pathalan or Neptune, although they're both chattier - I think the part where she was a notebook who could not in fact talk to anyone other than me affected Grace some." He pets her feathers.
"Apparently most daemons that aren't chatty with people will talk to other daemons, but Grace doesn't even like to do that - I suppose she might if I desperately needed to talk to a daemon who wouldn't talk directly to me, if I was hanging out on Alethia."
Grace turns back into a notebook; he tucks her into his backpack again.
"Understood. No need to put yourself out on my account," says Cam. "It is, however, nice to meet you; welcome to Syntropy, and I appreciate the incidental triple- backup syncing."
"Or double in Wellspring's case, our new syncing solution is spread a little thin and only a majority of Belled worlds have instances," Cam allows. "How long has it been in Wellspring?"
"The Sunshine worlds have a - corrupted version of the Wellspring magical system," says Matilda. "It should be possible to uncorrupt it somewhat, if we get enough high-entanglement magic users spreading positive patterns."
"That would be nice. Glass does not approve of those worlds at all. Although not as much as she does-not-approve of Materia, which has a whole separate issue."
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"We're just extremely similar," says Tilly.
"And sometimes the thing to say is just that obvious," says Agent Honey.
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Grace turns back into a notebook; he tucks her into his backpack again.
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"It's not impossible," says a new soft female voice that presumably belongs to them. "I just don't prefer it."
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"You're welcome," says Adularia serenely.
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Her Adularia shimmers.
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"Other project?" says Tilly.
"The Sunshine worlds have a - corrupted version of the Wellspring magical system," says Matilda. "It should be possible to uncorrupt it somewhat, if we get enough high-entanglement magic users spreading positive patterns."
"Ooooh," says Tilly.
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