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"Probably quite a bit like."

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"Samaria mostly not have, but, spaceship have some computer," she explains, picking up her shoes. "So play sometimes, not too much, people not supposed noticing gone. Keziah friend like computers much."

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"Well, I'll show you some of my favourites."

In the house they go.
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Pen hums idly while she follows him and peers at the architecture.

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The architecture is sort of interesting! She probably hasn't seen anything quite exactly like it before. Miles doesn't pay any attention; he grew up around this house, after all.

Inside, he shows her the holographic console where holo-games may be found. A splash of sparkling colour arcs up above the vid plate and forms the words PLASMA RAIN. Miles starts the game in tutorial mode for her; the computer guides her through arranging the field of play so that a stream of jewel-bright blue-green water can reach its target.
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Okay then.

It is very like a computer game indeed. She plays it willingly enough.
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It gets more complicated and prettier as she goes on!

Miles is alert for signs of boredom and has other games to try if she gets tired of this one.
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She will stay occupied with Plasma Rain for about thirty minutes, and then:

"I'm hungry."
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"Well, let's go find some food, then."

There is a kitchen! It contains edible things.
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Pen even recognizes some of them! She identifies some things she would voluntarily eat.

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Miles is by no stretch a cook, but he can warm up things that need warming and introduce food items to dishes and locate cutlery. He does that.

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And Pen eats with a very healthy small-angel appetite.

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Goodness.

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Cordelia arrives just as Pen is finishing her meal.

"Hello, Miles. Hello, Pen."
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"Mother!" Thank God. "So, supposing your only known point of entry into the multiverse was a mysterious bar named Milliways with a habit of capriciously usurping arbitrary doors, and supposing you had someone in another universe you urgently wanted to talk to, what would you do?"

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"Ask Simon if he knows anything," is her immediate response.

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"Yeah, that's about what I was thinking."

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"Who he?"

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"My boss. He has a perfect memory and he knows a lot of nosy people who might've heard rumours about someplace like Milliways if there were rumours to be had."

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"Okay. I brainphone?"

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"I think I'll call him first, in case he's busy. Shouldn't take long."

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"'Kay."

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Off goes Miles. Miles calls Simon.

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Unfortunately for Miles, Simon answers.

He looks at Miles.



Warily: "Yes?"
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Miles blinks. "What? What'd I do?"

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