He nods, snuffing the words.

… Can you do lumen yet?

"No."

He repeats: If I drop, rescind orders? Don't know how things interact.

"Purple's still under a stop or something?"

He was when we teleported.

"I'll let him up."

Thanks.

He tries to teleport again. A few meters thataway, he thinks.

Doesn't seem to be working straight away, but he's under different conditions now, so– well, it wasn't really him before, but… he continues to try anyway.

"I can tell it's still not Purple - do you have your own nickname?"

He shrugs. Blue?

"Blue it is. How do you switch?"

It's been random-ish. Mostly Purple.

"Do you know if this is a thing mortals or your kind of mortal just sometimes does?"

Multiple personalities? Rare and maybe harmful, I think. Teleportation: never heard of it being real.

"Harmful?"

I don't know. Dissonance is a thing? This isn't always harmful, I don't think.

"...so, to you, not to people around you."

… Yeah. Me and him.

"Just checking."

He looks around a bit cautiously. I don't know where Yellow went. Might be around.

"That's why I'm invisible and deaf and opened the gate for you."

Right, he writes. Are we meeting up tomorrow, or wait a week, or what.

"Did he see you here or - off somewhere, how far away."

He points in the direction again. Some distance that way. He sighs. Purple was looking for you.

"How big a distance? Looking for me why?"

He didn't know why you were missing. Memory thing. He pauses, hesitating a bit, then continues: Less than a mile?