“And it doesn’t hurt anymore. I think scars sometimes hurt? This one doesn’t.”

"Small mercy."

“Well. If getting my ankle welded was necessary to end up with notebook powers, it was a small price to pay.”

"That is true, a pretty good trade on the wholeness."

“Amazingly good trade! Nia, I’m going to be able to resurrect the dead! I’d trade a year in a maw-mouth for that!”

"I'll believe it when I seeeeee it," Nia singsongs.

“I’m not going to do it just on principle, without getting anything out of it. My dad would never let me live it down.”

"Huh?"

“Sorry, long story. Uh, self-destructive tendencies sort of run in the family, is a bit of a short version.”

"Oh - I meant I have not seen you resurrect the dead yet. I require one sister and then I will be sure you can do this."

“OH that makes so much more sense sorry.” Should’ve invoked Backchannel, oh well.

"Quite okay. Does everybody know yet that this is a thing? Have you been quite deluged?"

“I haven’t been deluged but it is in the pamphlet.”

"It is not so much in the pamphlet that you will do this for random sisters who you do not know from Adam."

“Good point. Maybe I should start a newsletter.”

"Put it on placemats on each meal tray."

“Hah! I’m not sure that would work, I haven’t really been doing standardized trays.”

"You could though! A stack of trays with plates and cups and then your pitchers of beverage and then your smorgasbord."

“The only downside is if they have to be all stackable together I will have less leeway to go absolutely ham on making silly variations. Ah well.”

"I have noticed that you like to do this. I think it is sweet, so everyone can have a special thing without having to labor over it in shop for months."

“You guys really do not have enough nice things in here.”

"We really do not!"

“Can you think of any categories of thing I’m overlooking? I’ve gotten a lot of ‘ooh, yes, also this kind of thing.’”

"Hmmmmmm. The things I miss most are things like..." Contemplative chin-tap. "Weather. The zoo. People who are not us, being around. But maybe... nice soap? Movies and musics?"

“Oh! For sure. Someone did ask me for fiction books earlier—” It takes her a moment to figure out how to do it exactly but here is a laptop with an optical drive, and a stack of DVDs. And a plastic tub full of fancy soaps and spare laptop batteries.