He grins.

"Maybe all of the Bells should pentagon miscellaneous forms of musicality and form a band. We can call ourselves The Peal."

"Oh, I suppose we'd have to go on interdimensional tour. Jane would have to be up and we'd have to patch whatever issue broke her and be pretty sure we wouldn't get stranded."

"What kind of music would you play?"

"Probably a mix of stuff - Samaria has its own musical tradition, like the hymn I played you, and I imagine there's all kinds of futuristic music from Peace and Atlantis and even Aurum, and exotic offerings from Chronicle and Thilanushinyel, and probably vaguely but not exactly Earthly stuff from Rêverie, and even us boring Earthlings might be able to come up with unique offerings - I bet Alethia produces songs about daemons or witches or armored bears at a sufficient rate, people have written songs about Gotham, Cam and Aurora could go crib notes from their respective extraterrestrials, I'm not sure what Stella would do."

"Hey, I object to 'boring Earthling'," laughs Ripper.

"You don't live on Earth anymore," Bella points out cheerfully.

"Exactly. So there's some pretty good music coming out of Saturn, and you shouldn't be ignoring it," he giggles.

Bella laughs. "My mistake. I can put my new anthem on this hypothetical album, how does that sound?"

"Perfect."

"I wonder if anyone else is working on an anthem," Bella muses. "While time is all unsynced and everything. I don't think Samaria has one, amusingly enough - I suppose the Enchanted Forest might have come with one already when Glass married into the royal family - I might actually beat everyone to it unless Stella or Aurora also enter colonists into the Olympics or others catch up with the space colonization."

"You'll have the best one," he promises cheerfully.

"Unless you turn out to be a template and at the next Bell party you wind up looking at six or seven of you who have written equally good anthems."

He snorts. "Yeah, right."

"It could happen. Glass could tell by looking if you're likely to have alts, I can't but people do keep turning up who wind up being templates."

"I'll believe it when I see it."

"What has you so skeptical?"

"If there were six of me writing anthems for the rest of you, wouldn't you have noticed already?"

"Not unless they'd found them before Jane broke. For all I know thirty years have passed in Rainbow or wherever since then. I do know Sarion hasn't found one of you; that's all I can say for sure."

He shakes his head. "We'll see, I guess."

"Duty calls, apparently. Drop me off at home before you go?"

"Yeah, of course, I'm not gonna strand you here." She teleports them both to the door to his new Saturn place, and winks at him, and knocks.

"Keep trying, you'll get the hang of it eventually," he says, grinning, and he opens the door and brushes past her to step inside.