Kiri's up early the next morning, restless with various low-level simmering concerns, and wanders out of her room.
"Nothing that important, I guess. Just - in terms of... thoughts, feelings, identity, I'm not any more of a king than a queen."
"Okay. Queen of being coru," she shrugs. "But anyway the torz that is big in my head is not a separate critter, it isn't like I have a hamster made of rocks running around in there. It's more - pervasive."
"Yeah. I think I'm still different," he says. "Because - it wasn't a thing, in Thiyec. I wasn't going around being coru. I was just me. I'm the same person either way, but in Thiyec nobody thinks about elements, so I didn't either. It'd be different for you, right? If you went and lived in Thiyec for a few years you'd still be torz torz torz, you might have less reason to think about it but it'd still be a thing that you'd think, wouldn't it? Being in a different country where nobody cared wouldn't be enough to make it stop mattering to you."
"I don't think you're literally all kinds of weird. You'd have to be... green, and have an extra arm, and stuff."
Are they proceeding towards other primes yet?
"Yep! I am totally clear on the difference between chairs and muffins. Muffins are tastier."
"So much tastier! Do you still cook? I mean, um," she coughs, "so, do you cook? Oh, this is gonna be hard, I'm sorry in advance if I screw it up."
"I'm getting used to the thing faster than I expected. Not, like, instantly, but fast."
"Yeah, it was very - sensory at first, in this squishy weird new way, but now I'm turning it into information better."
"It's still pretty squishy. I wonder if it will always be squishy. Does your thing feel wet?"
"I guess," he says, "yeah. I don't know, it feels - like itself? Water and blood are both wet things, though, so you're not wrong."