how are you feeling?

[small_magics]

[It seems that perhaps we should speak,] Isibel says to Lycaelon. She wishes him a cup of tea, wherever he is, hovering in the air waiting for him to take it. [Though I confess I do not know where to begin.]

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[pythbox]

"I don't think Elasirae would be likely to mind, but he'd get distracted by wanting to know what you were doing and how you were doing it and where it came from. I'm less sure about the other two," says Sherial.

[her_imperial_radiance]

"I'll see if he's in range of my witchcraft, then. That'll be faster."

Elasirae? (And: now he's on the brainphone this is how it works this is where it is from this is who she is this is where she is and who she's with and why.)

[pythbox]

[My goodness,] says Elasirae.

[her_imperial_radiance]

And she could teleport him in to join the conversation, if he would not like to risk unexpected Bonding without thinking about it first!

[pythbox]

[That would be extremely convenient,] he says, [thank you.]

[her_imperial_radiance]

Pop, pop. "You're welcome."

[pythbox]

"Oh, hello, Sherial."

"Hello, Elasirae," she says. "I sent Tianthonet to get you, but she got Bonded instead." She points a claw delicately at the tall beaky human. "This is Lazarus. He is one of you from another world."

[nonbird]

"Hello," says Lazarus, waving at the iridescent black dragon.

[pythbox]

Elasirae peers down at him.

"You're very small," he says. "Well, not proportionally."

[her_imperial_radiance]

Elspeth laughs. "He's taller than most humans," she offers.

[small_magics]

Isibel giggles.

[pythbox]

"Yes," says Elasirae, "but, inarguably, shorter than most dragons."

[small_magics]

"That is true."

[her_imperial_radiance]

"I think it's probably time to get Glass. Jane, will you please get us Glass?"

[thaumobabble]

Glass is got!

Glass blinks at the dragons present. "That's interesting. Oh, no wonder about Helen..."

[small_magics]

"Helen is not a dragon," says Sarion.

[thaumobabble]

"No, I mean - if you conjure people up out of nowhere, and you aren't specific, apparently you're overwhelmingly likely to get templates."

[nonbird]

"That's... bizarre but not entirely surprising," says Lazarus. "It makes a kind of sense. As much as metacausality ever does."

[pythbox]

"What," says Elasirae in tones of fascination, "is metacausality?"

[thaumobabble]

"We don't really know, but I can see it," says Glass, continuing to peer at the dragons. "I can tell by looking what template someone is, some things about what that means for their personal characteristics, and how templatey they are - Bells and Jokers are the templatiest, but Sherlocks aren't far behind - and things about how their template attractors have interacted with their worlds, and about the worlds themselves, and about how templates are sometimes inclined to appear together."

[pythbox]

"That's bizarre," says Elasirae, with a thoughtful glance at Lazarus when he realizes he echoed the phrase. "How did it come about that you can tell all those things?"

[thaumobabble]

"It's my enchantress aura. If you do a lot of enchanting you get one, with unique features - that's one of mine. I can also see magic, though I'm not as good at interpreting it as Lazarus is."

[pythbox]

"I want to see magic too," Elasirae declares.

[thaumobabble]

"Well, you could maybe approximate it with a wish, and maybe you'd get lucky if you tried enchanting, but native powers like Lazarus's are generally better than acquired powers."

[pythbox]

Elasirae hmphs.

Unsurprisingly given the size of his nose, there is a very noticeable puff of air.