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"So they plan to convince His Lordship of humanity's worth at..." Legato wrinkles his nose, "Jeneora? Didn't He find that place wanting already? And threw down their rock in disgust at their hubris personally? Lady Lilith and her Fallen work in strange ways."

Is he tempted by the artistry of it anyway? The idea of a test for humanity in a place where they've already failed, and are likely to fail again?

"... Still. It's quite appropriate for them, no?" he admits with a small smile, because he really, really can't help himself.

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"We don't understand how humans work," shrugs Zazi. "We're just the messenger. But we're very sure, they're going to Jeneora No-Longer-A-Rock and paying personal attention to their little test, there."

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"Mm. Well. I think it sounds our most likely chance to show the truth to their deception, but mine are not the eyes that looked upon the avatar of humanity herself." Legato looks to his companion, immediately melting into sincere deference and devotion. "What say you, lady?"

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"I think that witch needs to know her place. Her poisonous words and her, her, she dared try to turn Master Knives and I against each other! She must pay for her sins. We'll destroy her."

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"As the angel commands," he agrees, bowing. "Would you prefer to handle her yourself, or is it beneath your glory?"

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"I will bring her to heel and make her beg for mercy. She's mine."

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"Scary..."

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"Of course, my lady, forgive me for my impertinence. Please, do not think I doubt you. I would merely drag her in chains across the desert to lay broken at your feet if you so desired."

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"Focus on the Punisher and the Fallen, and make sure they don't interfere."

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"It would be my deepest honor."

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There are several reasons why they've (mostly she) picked Jeneora (it feels a bit crass to call it Jeneora's Rock, now, considering) and most of them aren't even sentimental.

The first, and most important, is that the infrastructure around the plant factory is intact, already set up to manage food and water production, and, theoretically built to handle more than the two plants its town originally held. Its factory is essentially a salvaged bit of one of the spaceships that fell, after all. Those weren't made with things like 'plant scarcity' in mind. Which means it can handle more than just two without any issue. The destruction of the town itself is a problem, but comparatively speaking, it is much, much easier to rebuild houses than to rebuild an entire factory for assisting plants in their matter creation.

The second reason, also pretty important; not only was Jeneora recently destroyed, but it was recently destroyed and then left with a water purifier in a somewhat ineffective attempt to make up the difference. A tiny portable water purifier like the one Yvette gave the residents is not the sort of thing that could actually keep a whole town going, but, well. It could certainly buy them time. It's likely that there are still people stuck there, surviving off of stores and whatever moisture they can hunt up from the local worm population or other available sources. Then along with that, yes, part of it was sentimentality. She knows some of the people still stuck there, and that matters to her more than it perhaps logically should. Cut her some slack, she’s only (mostly) human. She wants to fix what was broken in front of her, and if that drives them to work harder to save people, then all the better.

However, these are not the only considerations. More long term, it really doesn't do a damn thing if they feed people and then just give them nothing to do. Half of Jeneora's original problem was that it... kind of didn't have anything going for it, economically speaking. It was a place survivors huddled that had food and water, and while that was definitely not nothing, that was also clearly not enough. It would keep them alive, but it would keep them small and ever reliant on their lifegiving plants, exactly like they had been for the past hundred-odd years. Not a very good proof of concept to Nai about how humans can grow past being parasites that squeeze plants dry. Therefore: Jeneora needs to have some kind of industry.

That gets into the third reason why they're going with Jeneora; it has a large deposit of nearly chemically pure silicon a comparatively short distance away from the town. Zazi isn't always helpful, but when they are, they are extremely helpful. It turns out that asking the hivemind that is mostly based underground about stuff that is underground works pretty well. Silicates are abundant on this dustball of a planet, but pure silicon, which oxidizes when exposed to oxygen and becomes the silicates in question, is significantly more rare. Most often, acquiring it in its pure state means a lot of chemical processing, expensive infrastructure, and labor. Not having to go through all of that? Kind of a big deal, actually. Especially if they can, say, have the citizens of Jeneora do something more than simply selling their new prize off to the highest bidder.

Funny thing, but the primary component of modern solar cells? Pure silicon. Solar panels people can actually use to power things are much more immediately valuable to trade than 'this element that could in theory be turned into a thing.' Their creation is complicated, but the invention's already been done, and they don't need to necessarily make the most cutting edge solar cells the market can provide. They just need to make ones that people can use. From there, trade and economics can start to make up the difference of the things Jeneora doesn't have.

This is, of course, a massive undertaking that she is not at all qualified for. Fortunately, having access to Nai's large library of very bored, perfectly healthy plants that she knows exactly how to leverage is quite an equalizer. Nai will tolerate her plots of rapid industrialization if she has a plan to hand him that will clearly not kill or even hurt any plants. With so many of them, they don't have to stomach the exhausting change of what things they are making. They can just specialize. Which is to say: she can write up these plans in her goddamned sleep, and this is almost quite literally a plant engineer's dream job. Certainly hers. With Nai's assistance and psychic snuggles, she doesn't even have to sleep or eat.

To say she is having the time of her life would be like saying space is big. It is exactly what she has always wanted to do with her life, it is fulfilling and interesting and challenging and it matters. She's not stuck at a senior engineer's heel, handing over boring optimizations of requests the board of investors have made, keeping her head down and being a good and dutiful worker bee for a decade until she's given real power. She's not stuck on a sand steamer with an unreasonable stack of expectations, idiots for bosses, and the knowledge that she's assisting in the ongoing torture of something pure and beautiful. If she had dreamed of an ideal future for herself, she wouldn't have been able to come up with something so perfect. Yvette hasn't figured out how to use Nai's gate to literally float, but it's hard to tell from observation.

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Zash was right, he did need some time away from February.

Fundamentally, he's a plant. This means he works best when he can be out there doing meaningful work and being useful and helpful. Helping Nai heal their sisters is... not bad... but Nai is much better than he is at it and he really was not in a good enough headspace to share a gate with his twin after that whole braindump. There was just something there that didn't sit right with him and he didn't know how to disentangle it and especially didn't know how to even begin looking at it while his girlfriend and Nai himself were going to busy themselves with yet more work Zash couldn't help with based on a conclusion he didn't quite trust.

So he left to go try to communicate with Brad's arcology, which meant going to a few places to leave a few messages. He doesn't really trust Nai and Zazi, though, which means that he asked to be dropped off away from the dead drops and then asked Zazi to please not follow him. Then he shot any bugs that followed him anyway.

But what really made it was that he got to be Zash the Stampede again.

He ran into a town that was being harassed by bandits who kidnapped the mayor's daughter and were looking for ransom. So he put headphones on, pretended to be listening to music with his eyes shut not seeing where he was headed and bumbling towards the building the girl was being kept, was shot at many times and mysteriously managed to dance out of the way of every bullet, and got in so he could figure out what exactly was going on. Turns out the ransom was a red herring and actually the mayor had been the leader of another band of bandits, years ago, who had terrorised the place and killed the loved ones of these bandits, and all they wanted was justice (revenge) for it. Zash managed to defuse the situation, partly by getting the leader of the bandits to have a duel with the mayor (and then surreptitiously using a couple of rocks to deflect the bullets so that the bandit's hit the mayor in the shoulder and the mayor's missed altogether), partly by being a therapist for these people. Then the people the mayor had hired to be security while he negotiated the ransom turned on them to get the money the mayor had been going to pay for the ransom and to take their lucky break of bringing Zash the Stampede to justice for his bounty. Zash dealt with that too.

He ran into a town that had a persistent problem with a roaming chapter of the Bad Lads gang who collected "taxes" from everyone and set up a "toll" for anyone trying to use a road to get to the town. A couple of them recognised Zash and fled in terror; the remaining ones wanted the reward. Zash made them regret it and promised he'd check on the town at a random unspecified future date to make sure they had stopped.

He ran into a town that had suffered severe damage from a particularly nasty sandstorm. He helped them rebuild using his unreasonable strength.

He ran into problems. He helped solve problems. He didn't kill anyone, and he made sure no one died.

He loves being Zash the Stampede.

So when he returns to February after having dropped the messages where they needed to be dropped he's more cheerful than he's been in weeks, whistling a merry tune and grinning as he walks into the compound.

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He is almost immediately tackled by a very happy girlfriend. She’d been sending love at him since he got in range, but being able to actually hug him is different.

“I hear you’ve been a terror,” she says, grinning up at him and swelling with pride. She’s mostly been hearing about him through radio broadcasts and news stories that paint him as a grand villain, but she didn’t put too much stock into those. And it’s obvious from evidence that he left several places better than he’d found them, regardless of how much he was A Great And Terrible Outlaw in the events that took place.

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"I have, I have," his grin widening as he spins her around a couple of times before setting her down again. "Such a terrible villain." Here's a digest of the relevant memories, definitely more accurate than the news broadcasts. "A terrorist, truly. Did you know they increased my bounty to $$60,000,000?"

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“I heard! That’s an absurd bounty, completely overblown. Especially with your plans to return the plants you definitely stole!” There’s a flash of nervousness, then: “Starting with Jeneora.”

Followed by a somewhat rushed explanation of her reasoning, colored a bit by anxiety. She kind of just made the executive decision on her own, he could be quite reasonably uncomfortable with the prospect of going back. And it’s a little late to start switching, rations and water canisters are already on their way via Nai’s tunnel system.

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"Yeah. Let's do it. I owe it to them."

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"Well I mean I really did get a good look at the factory when I was in there," briefly buried alive, "it already has the equipment we'd need, and the radio reports have been almost hopeful, I mean, in comparison to everything else, and I checked there's an almost pure silicon deposit nearby and, and. ... You're okay with it? Really?"

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"Absolutely. Couldn't have thought of a better place to start, myself. It'll be great."

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"You're not putting on a brave plant face and nobly sacrificing your mental health for the thing I kind of already got us invested in without, uh, checking with you first?"

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"You're in my head. Am I?"

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".... no," she admits, her mouth twitching into a smile. "You think that it's perfect, and also that it's very cute how I'm overthinking things this much. Which is about what Nai said, actually, but. I mean. I didn't know?"

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"Maybe you need to spend longer in my head so you can have a proper mini-Zash in yours that you can consult on these things."

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"You know, funny thing, you'd think that hypothesis would hold when properly tested, but in all of the experiments I've made, irrational anxiety about upsetting a loved one wins out over logic. If I thought you really sincerely wouldn't like it I wouldn't have done it, just, I mean, I, well."

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She was worried he'd go along with it out of love for her and duty more than anything else, and it'd kill him a little inside, and she would have accidentally hurt him in a bid to try to do good. That's all.

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Man he has a century and a half of hurting himself in a bid to try to do good, she really would need to try really hard to register. But also, she's not hurting him, he just genuinely loves the idea of going back to Jeneora and fixing some of the damage he caused he recognises that he wasn't the proximal cause but his bounty didn't help things and Rosa did have a point that if they'd let their plant do a Last Run years ago things would probably have been better.

...not going down that road. He is in a GREAT MOOD and he is going to HELP HUMANS AND PLANTS and it'll be AWESOME. And very aesthetic.

"I love you."

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"I love you, too. Okay, uh. We should get to Jeneora sooner rather than later, though. I didn't want to just drop supplies without someone on the other end to try and, uh," she waves vaguely. Keep people from desperate infighting over resources that suddenly just appeared. That. "So. It's on its way, but we need to drag it out from its underground storage room thing. And I thought you'd be better at sorting out the people element than, uh. Anyone else present."

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The mental image of Nai trying to run interface sprouts in Zash's mind and he shudders. "Yep. No argument here.

"How's Morgan, by the way?"

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Yvette has honestly totally spaced on keeping track of her, because there was a lot of work to do. Um. Oops.

".... Fine?" she says, but it sounds like a question. "Um. I guess no Legato or Elendira or. Anything."

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...he loves her a lot.

"I'll ask the plants." And also take this time to say hi to Nai.

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[finally remembered I exist?]

Wait he meant to be teasing not to sound anxious. Ugh.

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[how could I ever forget you exist? you're my Nai.]

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He vanishes from psychic senses.

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Yvette notices, and snorts. "He's also been having fun. Though, um, a bit anxious about you? You seemed a bit..." She doesn't know how to put it to words. Distant? Like he needed space? Which to be clear is absolutely fine, Yvette gets it and Zash doesn't need to defend himself for needing space to think or anything, especially when he's so obviously happy, just. ... Look she feels bad about not keeping any kind of track of Morgan, okay, she's maybe making up for it by trying to show how she did keep tabs on Nai!

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"Yeah, I can imagine, he'd been gearing up for a Big Talk and then instead it was a Small Talk except I left immediately after, poor guy was probably really confused." And there goes Zash's brain sliding rrrriiiight past his reasoning for why he did that because he does not need to think about it. "Thank you for keeping my wayward brother company, though, I'm sure he appreciated it." Loved it, more like.

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(She notices the slide, but is going to bravely pretend not to have noticed, because she supports him in his brain privacy choices.)

"He did! We make excellent workaholic buddies, to I'm sure your complete lack of surprise."

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"It's probably Nai's version of a fun night out or something.

"Also, plants inform me that Morgan asked Nai for his rendition of what happened between Elendira and you and asked him to translate the plants' memories of what Elendira was thinking at the time and then went off to investigate and is not here anymore. I hope Legato hasn't killed her but I think I'm not worried?"

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"Oh! Good. Uh. ... I don't know where she would have gone, though." She's not really sure how one would... set up a nebulous Trap Of Some Kind for a psycho. That is extremely not her specialty. She could try to figure it out but that sounds both difficult and inefficient, she can devote brainpower to it if he wants her to but, well. .... she's so busy though!!

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Nah he's pretty sure that between the two of them he's the more qualified one to figure out how to create a Trap Of Some Kind for a psycho and he thinks Morgan has both of them beat by a mile.

Which is pretty much why he's not worried, if there's anyone who could lure a psycho somehow and survive it it'd be her.

"Though if we're all going to Jeneora we might want to leave her a note somewhere to tell her where we've gone. Or, actually, Zazi?"

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Here's a body. "That's our name, don't wear it out."

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"Do you know where Morgan is?"

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"Yep!"

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"Aaand could you tell us?"

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"Nope! She doesn't want us to."

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"...fair enough. Could you, uh, let her know we're on our way to Jeneora, then?"

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"What's in it for us?"

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This looks like a job for her, she's been pretty good at coming up with Zazi bribes so far. Honestly, Zazi is probably fishing for a Zazi bribe right now, she wouldn't put it past them.

"I could show you how to bake cupcakes. It's just chemistry and getting the ratios right, really, and then you have a delicious thing at the end of it. Several, with cupcakes."

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"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."

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"Deal!"

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Zash sporfles.

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"I will also throw in frosting to go on top of the cupcakes if you would please also let her know that we want to meet back up with her to touch base and help her with her project," continues Yvette, who has enough practice at this to know the likeliest pitfall.

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"Frosting is easy, we've seen people do it, you just steal a thing—"

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"Buy a thing."

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"—buy a thing and put it on the other thing and there, frosting."

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"What thing?"

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"Dunno. Some thing. We've seen it."

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"Ah, but did you know that you can turn basic ingredients directly into frosting? That way you can pick ratios of sugar and what texture you'd like and if you'd like to add any flavoring. You could try different stuff and see what you like best."

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"...hmm. Complicated. We like it, you have a deal!"

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"Pleasure working with you." She leans up to kiss Zash's cheek. "I should go give them baking lessons sooner rather than later, it's not like we'll have much of a kitchen in Jeneora, so."

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"Have fun with that, love! I'll make myself busy."

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"Mhm."

And then it's off to baking lessons for Zazi! Bribery: it can be delicious, actually.

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Zash's comparative advantage isn't logistics but that doesn't mean that he can't do logistics. He wants to catch up on what's been happening here, the details of the plans, etc etc, and find out where he can improve on autonomous robots driving vehicles in tunnels when it comes to transporting goods and making sure they arrive at the right place.

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And since he can't psychically hide like Nai can, Nai can find him pretty easily. Even though Nai, himself, is still hiding.

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"Hey, Nai."

He still has very good hearing, psychic senses or no.

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"...hi."

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And that seems to be it, he's back to reading logs on the console and checking plans and blueprints.

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"Kh—"

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"You're the one who's psychically hiding," Zash says before Nai can do more than let that frustrated throat noise out.

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"...what?"

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"You're frustrated that you can't communicate properly with me using just words but you don't want to become psychically visible because you're worried—anxious, maybe—about how that'll go. You're scared because that conversation before I left didn't go as planned and you don't understand why not and you extra don't understand my reaction and why I abruptly left the way I did. You're afraid of fucking up more in a way that is completely opaque to you. You don't know where we stand and you're afraid to find out. You missed me. You want to spend time with me, you want Yvette and me to be right so that you can just be with us even though you're not sure you're ready for the emotional reckoning this will entail.

"I missed you too, little brother."

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"How did you know all that?????" he wails in despair.

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"I'm not invisible to you, you can pluck the answer to that question right out of my brain."

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"I'm looking at it and I still don't understand."

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Fundamentally, it's about knowing someone so well that you can just predict what they're thinking and feeling, that there's a little model of them in your head that matches up to reality.

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Okay but he still—Zash can't hear him.

"I know you best of all. I think. And I can't do that."

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"Can you even do that to yourself?" It's a rhetorical question, Zash knows that he can't. Nai often doesn't know his own mind and heart even as they think and beat inside him; Zash often knows them better.

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"How does that make any sense then!"

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The thing is, Zash knows a lot about how people in general are likely to behave, the traces of commonality in psychology, and that gives him a base to start from. Then, he has a sufficiently complete and, and holistic understanding of Nai as an individual to know how he differs from that and where, and to sort of see the currents of thought and emotion that are likely to be there, under the surface.

Now, Zash doesn't have a perfectone-to-one copy of Nai living inside his head. Nai is the only Nai there is. But Zash's understanding of Nai is good enough that it takes very little observing Nai himself for Zash to draw correct conclusions about him.

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That's magic. That's, like, actual magic.

.......Zash still can't hear him.

"Is everything going to go alright. If I stop hiding."

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"That, little brother, I do not know. I'm not gonna get into the complicated stuff with you right now because I am busy and in a great mood and I don't want to ruin it. But I love you, and I missed you, and I'm glad you're doing okay."

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Fuck this guy.

He stalks off.

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He called that one in advance, too.

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Fuuuuck yoooooooou!

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Love you too, little brother!

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He was still hiding!!! How did Zash know he was—fuck it. Fuck all of this. He's out.

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Yvette has, in her typical fashion, done a rather nice job of setting up logistics. Everything in the underground portion is essentially already sorted. The major gaps are transporting the relief supplies to Jeneora itself from Nai's nearby underground garage, and how quickly the first shipment of plants would be sent after them. For the former the only vehicle capable of transporting supplies of that size and weight is, well. What looks like the exact robot that led to the rock's fall. So. That'll be awkward. This might be why his girlfriend left this gap, she was likely looking for something with a bit less history.

For the latter, it's just a matter of not having a timetable set up yet for when the Jeneora plant factory will be back online. She has a tidy schedule of future shipments already in the works, with space and wiggle room for changing what resources are being sent over depending on the situation on the ground.

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Alright, then, seems like Zash's job here is being a source of BRUTE STRENGTH to carry stuff. ...he'd also have suggested Nai use telekinesis but, uh, he is absolutely not letting Nai be at all visible to the Jeneorans. Not right after he personally killed a bunch of their friends and family. So, BRUTE STRENGTH it is.

And charisma. Also that.

Anywho.

[so, I think we're pretty much ready to go?]

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Yvette has, by this time, finished baking and frosting the bribery cupcakes. Well, the first set, anyway, there's another batch baking that's under Zazi's watchful eyes. ... Antennae. Whatever.

[I was trying to have everything ready before you got here! How'd I do?]

Nai's going to get a cupcake delivery before they head out, though. She hadn't said anything about Zazi getting all of the cupcakes, and it's only fair for her to get half to distribute as she wishes.

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(Zazi personally is delighted by exact-words agreements like this and is a good sport about Yvette distributing her cupcakes however she wants.)

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(Nai likes the cupcakes. He is very bewildered by this. He SUPPOSES his body plan is patterned after a human's and he didn't get rid of taste buds. So they taste nice. Also warmfuzzy because Yvette made them for him.)

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[perfectly! I'm very excited.]

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The idea was to try and teach Zazi about good will and the value of not being a rule lawyer who follows the letter of the rules while leaving the spirit out in the wastes to die. This is not working and really just seems to be fun for them, so, uh. Oops. Not that Zazi hadn't already been doing this sort of thing, but still.

Yvette is glad Nai likes the cupcakes. He gets two, and then the other four that are in Yvette's jurisdiction go to her and Zash on their way to Jeneora. Eeeeeeeeee they get to fix things eeeeeeeeeeeee she has no idea what she's doing besides her best but that's honestly been her experience with adulthood so onwards regardless!!

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Are they gonna be carried by a robot? Because honestly that sounds like a really cool means of transport even if a car would be faster.

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Technically speaking they are going to be in her car on an underground freight train-alike, which is faster than both car and robot. Then once they're at the station closest to Jeneora, they will be going the rest of the way by probably-car. And possibly robot for carrying supplies?? Yvette isn't quite sure how to handle that. Considering the likely, uh, trauma people will have over the robot in question.

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—oh yeah no he meant to the drop off point, they are absolutely not bringing those robots anywhere near Jeneora proper. He'll carry stuff using BRUTE STRENGTH himself.

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Oh. He knows how big the supply crates are, right, because they're... oh, yes, he looked at the specs. He can carry all of that?? That's insane, but okay. Sure.

... This does mean that they (well, he) will be walking, because her car is not cleared to carry the water in particular. She'll cram a bunch of ration packs into the back seat and trunk, but water is heavy, so. She guesses she does see why he favored walking on his own, even if it's inefficient.

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Besides he bets the image will be great, the scrawny guy carrying a ton of incredibly heavy stuff by himself in the middle of the desert. He can't wait to see the Jeneorans' faces.

(There's an undercurrent of anxiety here that he's trying to quash. Maybe he doesn't deserve to do this but the important thing is that people get helped regardless of whether anyone deserves anything.)

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Yeah. That would be pretty funny, wouldn't it.

(Her, too. Though it's less about what she might or might not deserve as... fear that she's missed something. It'll work, though, right? It has to work!!)

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The trip to the drop off point is uneventful. Yvette's car is loaded down with all it can hold (mostly bulky items that aren't as heavy, though she can fit some water canisters in the back seat), and Zash... gets the rest.

It's kind of a lot.

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He'll probably need multiple trips but that's fine, he doesn't need sleep. He gets started with the first haul.

(Aahhh his nerves are catching up with him now.)

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Yvette will stick by Zash in her car, at his speed, because, um. She doesn't know what will happen if a lone woman in a car shows up in a place that's starving to death, but. While she's probably immortal now, or at least really hard to kill, she. Doesn't particularly want to test that.

(She tries to focus on the nostalgia of following behind him at snail speed, because it is genuinely a bit aesthetic to arrive in the place the same sort of way they left, but. .... Yeah, her nerves are catching up to her, too.)

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Jeneora... well, definitely is not Jeneora Rock anymore. Jeneora Rocks, plural, maybe: its namesake lies in pieces, boulders the size of cars and occasionally buildings strewn about having crushed most of the local infrastructure. After this long, it no longer looks fresh, but that only cements the destruction further, making the outpost look like ancient crumbled ruins long abandoned and impossible to live in, a relic of a time, if not richer, at least happier.

But of course, it's not impossible to live there, merely very difficult, and not the kind of choice one would make if they had a choice. Only a couple of buildings were left mostly intact after Nai's attack, with a couple more having been dug out of the rubble to serve as some extra shelter and storage. But the facility that used to house the plants is not one of the restored buildings, as the entrance was both crushed and covered in rubble and despite the hole Zash managed to make to let Yvette crawl through the remaining locals did not have the wherewithal to go any further than that, lacking his superhuman constitution, so the locals are having to make do with a lot less protection from the elements than they could theoretically have access to.

They're not townies, anymore. They're scavengers.

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There are recognizable survivors, if gaunt and dehydrated and steadily getting more desperate.

"... Zash...?" calls a voice, poking her head out of her ambush point. They haven't, actually, been driven to rob anyone yet, but. Well. It was more of a lack of opportunity than willingness. It hasn't gotten really bad, yet, but it's only a matter of time.

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"Hi, Rosa!" he calls, with only somewhat forced cheer. Feelings of sorrow and guilt are for later, for now he is helping them. He can't wave because he is using both hands but the sentiment is probably clear.

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"W-what... you're back, with."

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Right! Yes! Resource distribution, right away, yes yes yes.

"Zash has the major water stores," she says, stopping her car and immediately getting to getting out all of the everything, "but if anyone's dangerously dehydrated, I have rehydration solution and a couple IVs, and for food I've got packs of ration bars. Um, is anyone likely to experience refeeding syndrome, there's a ratio I'm supposed to chop them up by in order to counteract that but, I mean, I'd really rather just hand them to you."

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When Zash is close enough that he won't be shouting anymore he puts the water stores down then walks up to the townies and stops. He bends at the hip ninety degrees, bowing and not looking up at them.

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"...what the fuck," says Carl, a look on his face that would be almost comical if he weren't so gaunt.

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"I have a debt to pay. We, we have new plants, too. That we're bringing here. ...more than two, there's compound interest.

"I'm sorry. I know this doesn't fix everything. Doesn't bring anyone back. But..."

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"Tonis! Come out baby, help your mama with this," says Rosa, who's already gotten started descending upon the supplies like, well, a starving woman. She... is no longer pregnant.

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Tonis does indeed pop his head out, and scamper to his mother's side to get to grabbing supplies.

".... hair," he observes, looking straight at Yvette. Then he grabs a water canister and immediately flees with it.

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"Baby you say thank you when people save your...! Oh, why do I bother. ... Wait. Plants?? You're bringing us plants, too?? How."

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He straightens back up. "...I'll explain later. Short story is, uh, those crimes that everyone thinks I committed? We, uh, have a way to undo that damage. Return plants where we can, find new places for them where we can't...

"But it's the least I could do, after."

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"Did you find the fucker that stole them and kill him for us?"

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".... not.... exactly?"

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"... Then will he be back."

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Oh no, social complications, she doesn't know how to handle those. Zash, Zash help.

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"He's dealt with, at least for now, hopefully forever."

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"Awfully fuckin' vague, if you ask me," mutters someone named Victor.

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"I can explain later, it's complicated, but he's absolutely not going to hurt anyone here again."

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"Vague, vague, vague."

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"We're real sick of vague, Zash. I thought I told you last time you were here that we were done being toyed with. What the fuck are you dragging us into."

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Yvette is suddenly struck by the similarity between her own transformation into a plant-hybrid and... whatever is happening here. Whatever she planned to do here. Sure, it's with the best of intentions, and it's to try to save them, but she... absolutely did plan to use Jeneora as a demonstrative experiment to Nai that all of this could work. After they had... specifically mentioned how the last time the town had taken a chance on them, it had ended like this. And she sure did not get any kind of informed consent of any kind, did she. Oh. Oh fuck. She's a massive fucking hypocrite, actually.

The words come tumbling out of her, rapid fire.

"W-we, um, there's, complicated stuff about the plants that does come with a lot of caveats, but the, the supplies right here and now, and the other ones we've got for you, are yours and totally free and have no strings attached and, and, there's a silicon deposit nearby that could be used to turn this place into a proper mining town regardless of anything else, and, and, we, um. And everything else can wait for a proper explanation, after you've had food and water, and there will be no dragging you into anything in the meantime."

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Zash sends her a pulse of love as well as the thought that he doesn't really think this is the same thing at all.

But also...

"Okay, you know what, this might go easier if I can get all your trust. Please shoot me, preferably with a machine gun."

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"Oh now he's making jokes, all familiarlike."

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He starts taking his red coat off so it won't be in the line of fire. He likes the red coat.

"Not a joke. Literally fill me with lead. ...not Yvette, though."

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Rosa does. Mostly because she's kind of pissed, actually.

"We know you're not human, dumbass, but that's got nothing to do with trust. Your wife's got a better idea of the problem than you, Zash."

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Ow this actually kind of hurts a lot. He doesn't make a sound, though, and just takes it, even as he bleeds and bleeds and gets more and more holes.

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...others aren't so quick to do that. "Wait, what? Zash isn't human???" says Victor.

    "You knew this?" asks Carl. And then he... does shoot. Twice. Just to check that this isn't some insane trick Rosa is pulling on them or something.

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Zash tries to say something but actually his lungs are too punctured for words so he just coughs some blood and continues to take it.

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"Did you really see how he handled those stiffs from Julai and think, 'Yeah, this guy seems totally normal'? And his look-alike psycho with the knives? Carl, the dehydration's gotten to your brain, drink some damn water."

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...okay, sure, they, uh, have a ton of water now actually? Now that it seems they're no longer trying to kill a guy who apparently just survived being filled with lead??????????

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He did survive, yes. After making sure these people aren't about to shoot him any more he walks over to somewhere he can lean against so he can sit on the ground and start getting the bullets that didn't go clean through out.

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    Okaaaay Carl will drink some water then.

"Alright. Not human guy," says Victor. "What's the point of this? Show us how tough you are?"

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He shakes his head and coughs some more blood before taking his shirt off to start going through the holes. With his free hand he motions for the townies to come closer.

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"Oh, damn you and your dramatics," sighs Rosa, who then looks at Yvette.

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Who is absolutely cringing, because Zash just got shot, and also she feels like she's a terrible person and maybe deserves to also be shot. Not that she particularly wants to be, but still, she wouldn't even blame them if they did shoot her.

"... Um. Sorry. He wants to explain but can't verbally. And he needs you all to be closer to do it psychically. Which he can also do."

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"Psychic," says Carl from over there where he grabbed the water. "He's psychic. He can survive being shot at point blank and he's psychic. Fine, sure, that's happening." Over to Zash, then.

    "This better be a hell of an explanation," mutters Victor, also going over to Zash. "Should we get the others here?"

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"No, most of us should stay out of it on principle. Though I get the feeling he just needs to cheat because we filled him with lead. They should get the supplies, though, we're keeping those regardless of whatever other nonsense is going on. You, get moving, carry the stuff inside there." She motions to Yvette, and then to their makeshift shelter.

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Yep, sure, Yvette can ferry stuff out of her car, that's fine. She gives Zash a bit of an anxious look (and a pulse of love) and then gets to doing that.

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[sorry about that. I figured...]

[you're right. vague is bad, being mystery man is, it's about me, not about you, and being fair with you means being straight with you. so, no more vagueness.]

He pulls his shades off so his eyes' colour and glow is visible.

[the point was to make that clear. I'm not human. I'm a plant.]

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"Escaped containment, then?"

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"Glad we understand each other better. Were you born this way, or made, or what?"

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[something between those? I wasn't born from a womb, but I was probably created by plants. I showed up as a baby on SEEDS ship 05]

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"...like..."

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[I'm 149 years old. ...might've hit 150, actually, I don't know the date]

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"Holy shit what the fuck."

    "Carl he's psychic and is clearly doing fine despite the several bullets he's managed to just dig out of his lungs, chill."

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[all plants are psychic]

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"... They don't do much talking, though."

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[no. they can't. not to humans. some people thought we were created by plants to help them communicate]

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"Hold on you just made it sound like plants are people."

    "Chill, Victor."

"Plants being people is a bit different than Zash being a plant!"

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[they're people]

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"...alright. Kay. Cool. So what?"

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[...I'm a plant, and I lived 149 years. every plant that's around has been around since Old Earth. plants can live forever. they don't have to inevitably go red.]

[this isn't an ethical experiment,] he says, directing that mostly at Rosa. [it's not a theory. I personally know people who have kept their plants alive while in use for the past century and a half. I personally helped set up the systems plants are using all over this planet to this day. I know how to keep them alive, and I want to teach all of you, so that you can keep your plants alive forever.]

[we want to help you mine silicon and help you set up an industry.]

[we want to help you set up hydroponics, which is a way to generate food cheaply that's not used anywhere else on this planet]

[we want to give you the tools to do more than survive. we want you to thrive. we want you to never need a plant engineer again, never need to rely on outside help again, never need to defend yourselves against crazy bombers again, never need to see us again if you hate us]

[that's the caveat of the plants. mining, resources, those are yours with no strings attached. the caveat of the plants is that you need to live. we'll give you plants, and you'll get to know them, and you'll talk to them, and you'll take care of them, and they'll take care of you, and you'll live, and that's what we're getting you involved in. that's the strings. living, thriving, and never ever needing me again.]

[is that acceptable?]

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"... and what happens if something goes wrong?" wonders Rosa. "And the plant dies despite our best efforts."

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[if I hear any of them being hurt that badly I'll take them back before they can die. I'm not allowed to let our sisters die. not anymore. so what happens if she's going to die despite our best efforts is I'll have to take her away]

[he won't do anything, though. that, I promise you. he's not touching this town anymore.]

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"'He' being... the other one. With the knives. Who was out to, what. Save the other plants from humans? That's why he was stealing them?"

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"Yeah," he croaks with his voice before deciding that his lungs are definitely not yet ready, what with how he just coughed something that was probably a piece of one of them.

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"How are you alive," wonders Carl, staring at the piece of lung on the ground.

    "You said sisters. Does that mean he's your brother?"

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[yeah. we both came to existence at the same time.]

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"And... your wife. How does she fit into this? She doesn't look like she looked last time, was that contact lenses and hair dye, or something else?"

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[she's not entirely human anymore, but I'm not entirely sure I should be the one explaining]

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"...can we get in on this deal?" wonders Victor.

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[I am absolutely certain you do not want the associated downsides]

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"So... she was human, then got dragged into this mess because she was attached to you?"

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[...I don't know how to answer that question without either sounding like I'm being defensive or being misleading so I guess defensive it is]

[I know that I'm trouble. I know it. she knew it. and it may have been patronising but I tried to lose her for her safety and she outstubborned me. I love her with all my heart and I spent very long trying to get her to not be around me because I knew something like this was going to happen and I didn't know if I'd be able to live with myself when it did and by divine providence it turned out a lot less badly than it could've but yes it happened because she was attached to me. I don't want to steal her agency, she chose to be attached to me of her own will, but yes it happened because of me]

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"We did see her stubbornly drive after you when you tried to walk out on her, yes. I just wanted that to be clear before we agreed to work with you on the plants." Sigh. "... Any other potential risks we don't know about?"

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[not that I—oh. the crazies. Knives and I attract crazy people like moths to a flame—]

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"Your brother's name is literally Knives?" asks Victor.

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[—and there is one particular crazy we are trying to deal with—he's the one who fucked the sand steamer a few weeks ago if you heard about that—and it's not impossible that he'd come here but we did not tell anyone we were coming here and we have an agent on the ground trying to find him so we can hunt him down]

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"Mm. Crazies we've dealt with before. I'm going to want to get a full rundown of everyone we're dealing with, but if that's all..." She makes a bit of a face. "... I'll want to check with everyone, but. ... That sounds like a risk worth taking."

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He really wants to say something more, wants to promise that it'll work, that he wants it to work just as much as they do, but it would be farcical. At the end of the day, they have a lot more to lose than he does; if the town explodes and he's buried under several tonnes of rubble he will still survive. So even though it's true, saying that he will spare no effort to make this work will ring hollow. If wishes were fishes we'd never go hungry, and pretty words cannot actually make up for the difference. He will try as if his life depended on it, but his life does not, actually, depend on it.

So instead of saying any words he just sends a wordless feeling of encouragement and something-like-gratitude and a truthful earnest desire to make this work.

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"That's freaky, man," says Carl. "I got a feeling but it's not my feeling but it feels like it's my feeling. I don't like it."

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“You said it.” Sigh. “Fine. We’ll get everyone together and talk. Were there more supplies?”

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Yvette has, by this point, distributed everything from the car.

“There’s more, we’ll need to make another couple trips.”

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“All right, well. Get going. Whichever way we decide, we’re not turning down supplies.”

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She’d make a comment about Rosa’s sparkling personality, but, well. Fair enough, really, even if it does kind of hurt. It’s a far cry from the warm Rosa she knew before.

“Right. C’mon, I’ll help you lie down in the backseat,” she says, as she goes to help Zash, and half carry him to the car. He is absolutely not walking back. It’s inefficient, and furthermore healing factor or no, he’s been shot. A lot. “You should be finished healing by the time we get there, right…?”

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[enough to get going]

[I had hoped to explain things under better circumstances. show them a plant. but... they were right. it's not right to try to just show up as saviours with gifts from on high that have mysterious strings we only half tell them about]

[but I really don't think this is the same thing as what Nai did to you]

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[The parallels are nonetheless present, love.]

Zash is deposited into the back seat, with a little kiss to his forehead before she goes back around to drive.

[I'm not going to beat myself up too badly, but. I should have... thought of an exit for them in advance if they wanted nothing to do with our mysterious nonsense. Informed consent and all that.]

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[...yeah. fair.]

And now that they're in the car he can take his trousers off to get rid of the bullets that hit his legs one by one...

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...but then there's a clink of something that's not a bullet, and Zash starts laughing.

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"Hmm?" wonders Yvette. "Did you lose your earring, dear?"

She doesn't see how that would happen, but that's the only explanation she can think of, so.

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He did not, no.

Zash reaches down to the floor of the car and then offers her a ring that had been in one of his trousers' pockets and which he had aggressively not thought about until he managed to forget, so as to not ruin the surprise. He didn't then have a plan for how he'd remember the ring again, he just figured it'd happen eventually, but he didn't want the game to be over before it'd even begun.

So, here he has it, a silver ring with blue jewelled veins the colour of plants. The colour of his eyes, and hers now.

"For all intents and purposes we're already married," he says in a rasp, his voice and lungs still not fully recovered, "but... I want people to look at you and know that."

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.... Well, she's in the middle of driving, but she can stop the car so she can safely melt.

"Well now I'll need to get you a ring, too, won't I," she says, grinning from ear to ear and presenting the appropriate hand to him.

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Ring goes on finger, and he's grinning, too.

Not all is right with the world but at least it's not terribly wrong, right now.

[I love you]

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"I love you too," she says softly, then she leans back to kiss him. It's a little awkward and involves a bit more gymnastics than she's usually comfortable with, but it's the principle of the matter, okay.

[lovelovelove] she sends, as she then gets back to the very serious job of driving this tough little car that still fucking lists to the left.

".... why does my car have bullet holes in its windows, by the way. When did that happen," she wonders out loud, a little amused.

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[when Morgan was rescuing me from jail the police chased after us and shot at us]

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"I see. Well, we're going to have to see about getting those fixed. At some point. Probably at the same time we handle the damn steering drift on this thing."

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[we could always just get you a new car. at this point I think we're really no longer worried about how killable anyone here is.]

Aaaand that was the last bullet so he can put his trousers back on and then his ludicrous red jacket.

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"No, no, I've gone and grown attached to this one. We've bonded. I'm now going to do my level best to drag this hunk of metal along as long as possible."

It'll feel a bit like Vernon is still with her, that way.

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...yeah, fair enough, really.

Though she's in his head and he's not so good at not-thinking about things that she won't catch a thought along the lines of how he got out of the habit of keeping mementos of the people he lost long ago because if he hadn't he'd be having to drag a whole city with him everywhere he went.

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Yeah, so he now carries them on his skin! Don't think she doesn't know your game, mister. She has suspicions about that earring and bright red coat, too, she already knows his gun is a memento. Let her come to her own coping mechanisms for how they will continue in a world that falls apart around them.

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...the coat was a gift from Luida, and the earring from Rem, so. Yeah, also fair enough.

(Nai was given a matching earring by Rem, for his other ear. Zash has not seen him wear it since the Fall.)

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.... Yeah. Damn, she'd meant for that to be banter, not striking a sore spot.

[Sorry, dear.]

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[when you have as many scars as I do everything is a sore spot, you don't need to worry about that]

He loved them, and he misses them, and like he told Morgan that one time that's part of loving them, and he wears these mementos because they make him happy, and even if thinking about how much he misses them itself hurts it still hurts because of a good thing, so she shouldn't apologise. It's the same as Vernon's car, to her. There's sweetness in the bittersweet.

[I should share memories of them with you sometime. they would've loved to meet you. both of them were sort of like my moms and both of them would've been thrilled that I found someone like you—though I imagine Rem would've been pretty concerned what with how she only met kid-me] Can she imagine, tiny one-year-old Zash going "Hey Rem I'm married!!" [but sill.]

"Anyway, it'll all work out fine. You'll see. We'll make Jeneora thrive."

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"We will!" she agrees, brightly.

She wishes she could have met them, too. They seem wonderful. ... He can still meet her parents, though. As far as she's aware, they're both fine and safely in December.

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Like he said before: that sounds terrifying.

Anywho let's grab some supplies.

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Fortunately for Zash's desire to avoid meeting her parents, they have in fact arrived. Yvette can get to filling up her car with more stuff, and Zash can assist with this or get started moving towards Jeneora with the heavy stuff.

... except he might want to hold off on that second part, for at least a little while.

Because while Yvette is transferring supplies to her car, she stumbles and nearly drops them.

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He's both fast and strong (even if he hasn't entirely healed yet) so he can catch her and stabilise the supplies. "Love?" he asks and though his voice is stable his thoughts are suddenly very very worried.

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"Um. I'm weirdly exhausted? And on reflection kind of hungry." She winces. "This might be the result of being away from Nai, actually."

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"...but it hasn't been that long, has it? Even if you were just human, that is."

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"It really hasn't!! This is faster than I'd be tired or hungry if I were just human." But despite that, she will be a sensible person and sit down in the car's backseat, and have something to eat and drink. Even though it feels kind of wasteful with how these supplies are meant for starving people, but, but. She will not be self sacrificing and stupid, okay, she's seen this sort of thing enough in Zash to recognize the same pattern in herself.

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Come on, he was hoping he'd be able to catch her being a hypocrite so he could take care of her, why is she being sensible! Grump. He guesses he will only take care of her a normal amount rather than a self-sacrificing plant amount.

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[...but, uh, I'm somewhat concerned. please let me know if you feel any worse so I can kidnap you back to February] Before she dies or something. Conrad didn't even when Nai was away from him but Conrad was a lot more human than Yvette is and less reliant on Nai's gate.

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[I am also concerned. This is concerning.]

But in the meantime she's just going to eat until she doesn't feel hungry anymore! ... This involves eating three times the number of ration bars for an adult of her size??? Maybe she should have asked Morgan for pointers, because she's seeing a resemblance.

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"I'll be good," agrees Yvette. "There will be no dying, I am going to be so responsible."

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Good. No dying. They're meant to be forever, she even has a ring to prove it.

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"Yes, dear. I put the ring on and everything, it's official, you're stuck with me."

Okay, she has scarfed down more than her fair share in calories, and no longer feels hungry and weak. She can even demonstrably take a few steps to show how balanced and coordinated she is. Is she cleared to drive a car, husband dearest?

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Yes, but only because he has good enough reflexes he could literally take over from her in a second if needed.

(lovelovelovelove)

(worry)

Back to Jeneora?

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Where someone they recognize is already waiting for them.

"Heeeeeeeeeey," she says, sounding awkward.

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"No. No, no, no. No. Go away." He's still limping a little bit and he definitely looks like he's just been shot a bunch. "You're not making me break my word again."

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"Yeah, uh, funny story. Too late. I mean I guess that depends on what you promised but, uh. Yeah. Sorry. Kinda hard to make a trap without bait."

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"Couldn't you have gotten us to be bait elsewhere? Away from these people??"

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"Would another set of people that you didn't know somehow be better? Because, no, not really. You being present and invested in something is actually kind of important, the fucker wants to hit you where it hurts, not in a deserted open space at high noon six paces apart! And with the Zazi network it really actually has to be true!"

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"Had really hoped our Zazi would've been able to eat the other Zazi." Sigh. "Fine. Alright. How much time do we have?"

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"You're asking me like I know! I don't, sorry. Not the mind reader here. If I knew where he was, I'd have just thrown Knives at him like a sensible person. But I do know even with the Zazi network he's got a range limit, and I can't help but notice that we have the high ground and a hell of a lot of open space around. This place is hella defensible, it's why I agreed to let Zazi tell him about it."

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Sigh. "Okay. I guess we prepare, then. ...and tell the Jeneorans to stay the hell out of it because I'm not losing any more of them and this is not a fight for unaugmented humans."

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"Sure. A lot of preparations are going to look like rubble cleanup, though, 'cause we do not want the fucker to have anything to hide in."

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"Well presumably he cannot hide from the resident psychics. ...might want to get the plants here sooner rather than later, though, they have better range and attention span."

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"... Yeah. If the people here agree, anyway." She thunks her head into the steering wheel; she's tired again, and she doesn't like it. "And if not then... we try to be as fair to them as we can?"

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"Yeah. ... You okay, over there?"

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"I feel like I need a nap and it's awful," she grumbles, unhappily. "I don't know if it's the distance from Nai causing everything to catch up with me or that I will just literally collapse without him around, or what."

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"I will glue my brother to you if that's what's necessary. You're not falling apart on me."

He's doing the psychic equivalent of hovering.

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"I know, I know, and agreed. I'm communicating what's going on with me, I'll be good."

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"I just... don't know if this is normal tiredness I can sleep off or if it's alarming and means I need to get back to Nai right this instant."

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"Has the fatigue been ongoing, or did it just start? Is any sleep debt catching up to you?"

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"It's been a recent development. That and an insane appetite. And, probably, yeah?"

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"No coughing up of any blood, nosebleeds, shortness of breath, soreness in your muscles and bones, achey joints and the like?"

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".... uh, no."

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"Then I think you're fine. I looked at the specs, from what I could understand, you're basically like me but with, like. I dunno, extra plant cheatiness on top? And I think you stopped cheating and it's catching up to you."

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"So... you expect this could hurt her if she spent long enough away from Nai, if she starts getting those symptoms?"

Also, to Yvette specifically: those sure were rather specific symptoms.

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"Yeah. The real question is if she resets after she goes and cuddles your brother again, or if she's got a set amount of time to burn and then that's it, stuck with cuddles forever. Doctor Asshole didn't know which it'd be, for you. Either way there's no way to know without, you know. Checking."

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Yes, those sure were some very specific symptoms, weren't they. ... Yvette can't help but notice that Morgan habitually wears a red scarf. She'd thought it was for dust and stuff, but...

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"Discount plant hybridisation. I guess Nai did in fact not let him do better research and jumped on it but I'm still bummed."

[she'd probably not take it well if I asked her to go into cryo until we found a way to not let her die would she]

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[Do we even have access to a cryo chamber??? I’d ask either way because if she dies she’s gone forever but you’re the one that’s better with people.]

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“…. Kinda dickish to complain about how your girlfriend’s better version of superpowers aren't up to your standards right to me,” says Morgan, making a face. “Also, I know you two are having a psychic conversation right now, so can you knock it off and just talk to me? You’re making all kinds of faces and I can guess what it’s about.”

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Okay if they're going to be having this conversation then she will be getting out of the car for it. Here she is, out of the car. Since she's out of the car she will take the opportunity to hold Zash's hand, how about. “We wanted to see if you’d be willing to go into cryo if that were… at all viable.”

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"Ha! Someone hasn't been doing their reading, have they. Bad nerd, for not doing your homework. No, pretty sure trying to freeze me would just kill me, my cells aren't the ones the cryo pods are used to dealing with."

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"...how. Long. Do you think you have?"

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"What, in timespan? Fuck if I know. Long enough to make sure to take one other blue haired experiment of science with me, though."

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"... That sounds like it's not very long, though," murmurs Yvette, softly.

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"Yeah it's not, I survived as long as I did because I mostly didn't get shot. Bad for my health even if I walk away after."

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Zash opens his mouth.

Then he closes his mouth.

He's learned his lesson on taking blame for other people's informed decisions. Morgan chose to do... whatever she did. To get shot, when she could instead not have gotten shot. At many times, to respect Zash's own pacifistic desires. Morgan will die earlier than she otherwise would because she was following his rules, but he knows exactly what she'll say if he tries to self-flagellate about it and she's right and so he won't bother.

Instead: "I don't want you to die. Strip everything else, I just don't want you to die."

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"There're worse things than death. Did you think I killed Doctor Asshole thinking, 'Ah, yes, this'll be good for my lifespan?'"

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"You... knew your time was running out and you killed the man most likely able to save you anyway. Because. You wanted to stop him from ever. Doing it to anyone else, ever again."

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"Also I wanted the satisfaction of vaporizing the fucker personally! But yeah let's go with your explanation, it sounds much nicer."

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"I know you're going to say no if I offer to hook you to my gate, but I want to make the offer anyway. I want you to live, living is good actually and I want you to have it and, and it feels so wasteful when it feels like we could figure it out." If she didn't fight Legato, that is. If she went back to February and they worked on figuring it out. Zash and Nai and Yvette, poring over Conrad's research.

But she's not going to agree to not fight Legato, and if she's as close to it as she's implying she is...

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"That's very sweet, but you can only have one priority. What happens if we all pack up right now, head back to February, work our asses off so I can maybe live? Hm?"

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"I wish you would have said something earlier, we could have..."

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"I did look it up. Before killing Conrad, actually, I'm not a dumbass. It would have been hard, and risky, and since I'm in late stage of cellular decay, there would have been a whole 'nother cellular regeneration thing. At best. If it worked. And, actually, I'd rather choose to spend my time making the world better instead of scrambling for a chance to live longer in it."

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.... well now Yvette's going to start crying, thanks.

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Zash pulls Yvette into a hug and pulses love and agreement. He, too, wants to cry, he wants to keep arguing, keep trying to find a way out of this, but... he knows it's dumb. He knows it won't work. What's done is done and, well. This is the world they live in, right now.

"...okay. Then, then I want to make the best of the time we have left."

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"That's the spirit! Now help me clear out a bunch of rubble so I can go out in style with a murder suicide!!"

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"Oh my god," hiccups Yvette, still sobbing. "That's horrible and can I hug you, please."

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"Yeah, sure. C'mere."

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His brain comes up with the absolutely horrible thought that it's a good thing they never officially adopted Morgan and he is going to stop thinking that right now.

"Do you have to put it like this," he says instead, sighing longsufferingly, but he too wants to hug his not-a-daughter even if he's trying to focus on the positives.

Hugs are positive.

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"I definitely do." Hug!

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Yeah Yvette is just actually going to cry on her now. Probably she shouldn't and should follow Morgan's preferences on living life to the fullest and whatnot, but, but. ... Fuck.

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"I had a lot of fun with you, Morgan. And I really like you. And I'm gonna miss you."

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"See! Best, most sane child soldier you've ever met!"

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"Fucking hell do you have to put it like that, I, yes you are and will absolutely be the best super-human experimental child soldier we'll ever meet, we'll, we'll be damn sure of it, okay," blubbers Yvette.

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"Thanks. That's all I really want. Can't tolerate competition for the number one spot in your hearts, you know." She gives them both a little squeeze, and then winces a little. Ow. Hugging hurts, actually, when your body is starting to break down and all of your cells are kind of falling apart.

"Right, hug time over, back to work. I got a short list of things to do and they're going to fucking happen!!"

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He pulls away and grins at her. And if his grin is a bit watery no it isn't.

"Yes, ma'am! Give me work to do." Glance at the supplies. "After we deliver these."

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"Yeah, sure, off you go. And see if you can get the squishy humans to help with the boring rubble clearing work, since you're feeding them."

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Yvette totally wants to hover and wring her hands over Morgan but. She'll follow her stated preferences instead.

(Fuck this hurts. She regrets ever not paying Morgan full and complete attention, and ever not spoiling her with everything she possibly could.)

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...yeah, Zash does a little, too. When Morgan said she was "burning up lifespan" he'd kinda thought they'd have years, not... this.

Anyway, time to go give the Jeneorans stuff. And tell them that there's a crazy coming.

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Yeah. This is. Far, far too soon.

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"Crazies coming ain't new." Rosa doesn't quite smile, but she almost does. "It means we've got something worth fighting for. Capabilities, loadout, and priorities?"

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"Legato has telekinesis strong enough to pull a sand steamer's cannon free from its hinges with fine enough control to clothesline someone with said sand steamer's railing. Elendira has less strong telekinesis but finer control and she can generate matter and often uses that to summon dozens of flying iron nails similarly to how Knives generates knives. They might have others but if so I don't know who.

"You should really hole up and hide once Jeneora is in range of Legato's TK, he will throw you guys around like puppets and try to make me kill you or have to make choices about whom to save. You do not have a way to survive a fight with him any more than you have a way to survive a fight with my brother."

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"That being said, we would really appreciate prep work. Um, not that you, have to or anything, just. We really don't want Legato to have places to hide."

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Rosa clearly does not like the idea of leaving defense of her town to someone else, but. ... She and the rest of the town are also clearly out of their league, and furthermore not in any state to fight any telekinetic psychos.

"... Fine," she sighs. "Prep work. So that's just... clean things up and make sure there's nowhere someone can hide? Hell, we were going to do that anyway."

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Time for business. All traces of Zash's sheepishness and guilt and upset over this town are gone, pushed into the back of his mind and replaced by almost military singlemindedness. Yvette might find the inside of his head very interesting right now, the ease with which he creates a mental picture of the tactical situation of this town and their enemies and starts going through them. She might've caught a glimpse of that before, but not this much, not occupying as much of his attention and processing power as this.

"That's a good start, but there's more we can do if we turn out to have enough time, and if we can parallelize. Someone should give one of us—probably Yvette—the fine-toothed comb description of the whole place. Every nook and cranny, every corner, horizontally and vertically, everything you know about this town that outsiders don't. With that we make a tactical map of the place, find the most defensible spots, the spots with best visibility, the spots that can be best used when trying to fight—or escape—a telekinetic maniac.

"And for that matter, escape routes. We need to find or create some, redundant if we can, balancing ease of use by you and difficulty of use by them. The battlefield of my dreams has one-way teleporters inside incredibly thick-walled, secured, and trapped facilities whose layout is only known by the people inside it and which is designed to be impossible to navigate to outsiders, outfitted with arrowslits, cannons, and automated machine gun turrets. We can't get that but that's the dream and the closer we can get to it the better.

"Anything we haven't thought of, any suggestions, any wild ideas, bring them up. Yvette and I are well within each other's telepathy range everywhere in this town so you can get either of us from the other and Morgan should be with one of us at most times so we can be used to coordinate and for instantaneous message-passing.

"Questions, concerns, worries, ideas, requests for clarification?"

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(...... help her husband is competent and she appreciates this about him. As in: she finds it hot. Zash being a gigantic adorable goof is great and all, but, but. It's a good thing no one expects her to know anything about anything in this sphere. She doesn't literally whine, but. Whine.)

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Rosa is not nearly so distracted, and looks to be precisely in her element.

"Nah. Sounds like just the kind of thing we've been missing out on, here. Tonis, sweetie! Come down baby, it's about time your mama taught you some tactics."

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Zash can introduce Morgan to these people, too, and they can Discuss™, though for a lot of this they will in fact need that tactical map which will probably work better once the town is more cleared up so that the townies can show them places. He'll give an overview of his ideas based on his remembered layout of the city, some suggestions that he expects the townies can improve upon, but once that's done the most immediate way to help will in fact be using the two bullshit superhumans to start clearing the rubble.

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And the town did in fact decide they'll take the plants, so a message can be sent up to Nai to bring them over.

"So, uh. Telepathy," says a woman named Maria, who lost her legs to a boulder when Nai destroyed the town, to Yvette while Zash and Morgan are out cleaning the place up. "Are you two together in your heads? All the time?"

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Yvette does not have bullshit superstrength, but she can make herself useful without it. Mostly this involves doing domestic chores; if she yawns a little while cleaning things up, oh well.

"Not quite. We can be, if we're near enough to each other, but it gets harder and more lossy with distance. And with Zash it's by preference, we're not stuck in each other's heads. We can give each other space. Just, um. We kind of prefer being together."

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"In your heads?" She shakes her head. "If I'd had my husband nagging me in my head as well as in person I'd have—well." Uncomfortable shrug. "Doesn't matter anymore, does it?"

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"... Sorry," she winces.

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Then, because obviously Maria does not want to linger in the land of grief, she attempts to apply levity directly to the trauma.

"The novelty might wear off after a while, we're in our proverbial honeymoon stage with it. Besides, between the two of us, I'm the one nagging, which is much more fun."

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"He seemed to be having fun with it so I can buy that."

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"He is absolutely delighted to be nagged and bossed around," she agrees. Then... she doesn't know what else to say, so. She'll just keep sweeping; no one has cared to do it for a while, for obvious reasons, and the dust certainly built up.

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"So uh how'd you meet. I know you said you ran into each other in the desert when you came but, uh, I'm getting the impression the two of you were somewhat less than straightforwardly truthful with us then."

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"Oh, I found him hanging upside down as a warning to others," says Yvette, a little fondly. "Left for dead but somehow not. We'd met just a little bit before we showed up in town declaring we were married."

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"...you weren't even together back then? Fooled all of us, you looked completely enamoured."

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"Nope! I thought he was an escaped super soldier from Julai, and Vernon thought it was smarter if we all pretended to be as uninteresting as possible. Apparently the best way to do that was by marrying us off. I'd say he didn't realize how right he was, but then again, maybe he did." She gives a sad smile. "He was good with people, that way."

She still misses him. It hurts less, now, it's easier to think of him fondly instead of just feeling a stab of agony, but. That doesn't mean it's entirely gone.

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"...he was pretty good at his job, huh? Managing you. And afterwards... you survived because the Human Typhoon managed to keep you out of danger? Have expected him to drag you into danger instead..."

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"He was. Good at his job. And I didn't, really, keep out of danger, without him. I survived because Zash and Morgan -- uh, that's the blue haired girl he's being super strong with -- worked very hard to keep me alive, and even with that it really just. Came down to sheer dumb luck. I should by all rights be dead by now."

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Yeah, you should be, she doesn't say. Sometimes the people who deserve to live get crushed by rocks and the people who don't just live anyway by sheer fucking dumb luck and that's how it goes on this rotten pebble they call a planet. She just looks away and sighs.

"...why'd you come back? After everything. Why here, why us?"

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There are a lot of reasons, but she's pretty sure Maria doesn't want to hear about the rational ones right now.

"... Because I could help. We, could help. And, um. I didn't realize it at the time, because I was a bit of a dumbass, but, um. You were very kind? Even after. The smart thing to do would have been to at least steal my car."

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Snort. "Rosa's too much of a softie. I'd've told her to keep the car if I'd been, you know. Not delirious with pain and maybe bleeding out."

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"Yeah, well. Fair enough if you had, really. I'm a dumbass city slicker who didn't know the value of what I sat on. But I also think you'd have dropped me off somewhere in civilization, after robbing me blind. Besides, no take backs, you were nice to me and so nyeh, get your just desserts."

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She snorts again. "Jury's still out on what those are. No good deed goes unpunished."

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"... No, it doesn't. The world is cruel and unfair and awful. Take the universe apart and you won't find a single atom of justice or one molecule of mercy. So, you know. Fuck that noise. I'll be nice out of sheer damned spite."

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"Oh, good, thought you'd be another insane robot with only positive emotions like Zash, glad to see there's any fire in there."

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"Not to worry! My insane robot emotions come in an entirely different flavor of madness, thank you. I am perfectly capable of rage and spite and murder. Who do you think shot that damn bomber?"

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"Not the fucking Human Typhoon, that's for sure. For a guy with such a pacifistic streak he sure does leave a trail of dead bodies, broken people, and lost babies." Aaand that got a bit too personal again, whoops.

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She thinks it's mostly because when there's trouble he runs towards it, not away, and so he's there when the fallout happens. Which is a lot, because of the effects of Nai and Zazi and fucking Conrad and the crazies they've let loose on this poor dustball.

"Well. He is now stuck with me, and I still have Vernon's gun, so." Awkward shrug. "Though for the record my aim's godawful, I unloaded the whole revolver at someone and only about half of them hit. And not even anywhere vital!!!"

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"You'll learn eventually I'm sure," she says, and there's only a little bit of condescension there.

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“I’ll try very hard, and believe in myself, and maybe one day I’ll almost be like a real wastelander!”

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The last of the interior dirt and debris gets unceremoniously swept outside. Hm. She has run out of domestic chores to do in this area, despite her best efforts. Probably she should find something else to do, but now that she’s run out of tasks to accomplish, she’s confronted with her exhaustion. Yaaaaaaaaaawn, damn it not again, she should probably nap but there are people here that she can help and damnation she’s feeling a bit hungry, too, that’s so annoying.

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[love, until we can get Nai here that'll be happening and from a purely scientific perspective I think it would be useful to know whether a nap does actually help even if he's not here, so... take a break?]

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“Nevermind, he can nag me back,” sighs Yvette out loud, to Maria. But yes, yes, fine, point taken, she’ll go have a damn nap. After a snack.

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"Mutual nagging, the best kind."

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"So, uh, you sure you're holding up alright? You mentioned you're kind of in pain all the time?"

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“It will not get better with bed rest, the super strength doesn’t particularly drain me or my time, and I will take breaks. I’d rather be doing something than not. And cleanup’s kind of novel! Usually I break things.”

Which… sure isn’t an answer about how much chronic pain she’s dealing with right now, is it.

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But it's sufficiently salient as a surface thought now that he's touched upon it that he can get more of a gist of it and.

...and.

It's not pretty.

He's not happy.

(She's used to the pain, it's been going even longer than she's implied, she's got coping mechanisms for the pain—wait, is the smoking because of that? Shit.)

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But he's not gonna let any of that show because it would be going against her wishes so instead he'll drop it.

"Just checking on you. I think we can probably leave this room for the Jeneorans after we're done with this bit and then go down that side street we walked past on the way here, I think it leads farther into the town and it might be good for the both of us to go wider rather than deeper to get a better feel for the layout of the city..."

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She notices his reaction anyway, because she knows him and was watching for it, but she's not going to call him on it. Though he can pick up that she's a little amused at him finally realizing what the cigarettes are for, though. C'mon, man, you didn't wonder why the hell she always had them available? And her habit of always having one after a fight? On this planet? Where resources are scarce as fuck? Heh.

"Sounds good! We're after the big stuff, yeah? All of the little bits are for the normies."

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"Mmhm. And I'm having the townies who can't help or can't help as much take this opportunity to get a really good map of the place so we can start our tactical planning. I'm hoping Yvette will be able to be awake to be on that end of things and draw—she's really good with diagrams—and relay stuff to me so we can go over things as they do that."

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"I expect she'll be fine, it seems like she's just adjusting. Anyway! Whole big town that we get to put back together ourselves. I'm excited, c'mon, I don't get to cut loose with super strength in front of normies often."

She's always been a bit hard to read, but her emotions aren't very complex right now. Zash has had the same practice at reading her that she's had with him. She definitely means it, and is really, sincerely happy about getting to do something so nice and prosocial.

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...man, he's going to miss her.

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This is no longer Jeneora Rock, it is just Jeneora, and since it's not the same town it should not be the same town. Living in the handful of buildings they managed to salvage between the lame and the old and the young and the weak, when everyone who could leave left, is worse than living in a graveyard. The places that aren't completely destroyed have all of the memories of the people they lost in that very destruction. And they can't escape those memories, those ghosts, and they can't build new ones. Most of them had just... sort of assumed they'd slowly starve there, and that that would be better than whatever awaited them if they ever tried to leave. If they stayed there was a chance of some miracle, right? Or, more likely, of some hapless group of people who could be ruthlessly murdered and looted if they happened upon the dying outpost.

Well, the miracle came first. Two supersoldiers who can not only clear rubble but move things around, destroy and rebuild them, and refurbish everything are exactly what these people wanted and needed.

They have to prioritise, of course; Legato may arrive there at any moment so they need to at all times have some sort of good, defensible fallback. But within that constraint, the town metamorphoses into something new. Not made of new things, but new anyway. They can make it look new, and clean, and better, later, once they've had time to settle down; for now, it's enough that the streets they walk aren't the same streets their family and friends and lovers and enemies walked. At least, not quite the same.

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Yvette's not any kind of city planner, but she nonetheless is drafted for the task. She's the one with the writing utensils and absurd (to other people, to her it's perfectly reasonable) amounts of paper, the psychic connection to one of their human-shaped avatars of destruction, and is generally easy to find and even easier to boss around. Add in her desire to have a plan, have a copy of what Jeneora currently looks like in its half-dead and mostly rubble state, and to organize the things that people want from the new Jeneora, and: yep. She's the closest thing they have to a city planner. Add it to the list of things she is totally not qualified for but doing anyway. At least for this one she can show the diagrams to people and get actual feedback. That the feedback is often unhelpfully critical without offering actual alternatives for her to work from is a bit inconvenient, and this is much more social pressure than she's accustomed to, but it's not too bad of an adjustment. If she has to put her foot down and angrily tell people that no, she is not drawing another fucking plan of this thing, not unless they have a concrete alternative, then, well, it's not the fucking sand steamer. The stakes are lower and the people she's interacting with are much less actively infuriating.

Morgan's prediction of her health seems to be broadly correct. She seems... fine, with one caveat. Her appetite has become insane, and she feels a bit bad about eating for what must be four people in front of people that were recently suffering starvation. On the other hand, her sleep schedule is perfectly ordinary once she actually starts regularly sleeping again. At some point someone (Carl, to be specific) asks her to test if she also has superstrength, and. ... Nope. Not even a little. Just as much of a pathetic nerdy lightweight as she'd been before. She just eats a lot, and sleeps a regular amount, and has a psychic connection to Zash, and that's about it. Regeneration is probably also present, but so far she hasn't tested that one, and sees no particular reason to rush it. Generally the consensus in Jeneora is that she's got the least useful fancy superpowers present, and that no, they don't want what she has, it mostly seems to be made of caloric consumption they would absolutely not be able to sustain.

Fortunately for all of them, she planned Jeneora's food reserves based on its previous population levels, and. .... those were in fact too hopeful. She'd known they would be, that was kind of the point, but. God it hurts to see, even if it turns out to be useful now. Still, it does mean they have even more reason to get the plants here sooner rather than later, so as soon as the plant factory's set up to be able to hold them: yeah, time for them to show up. And, presumably, Nai with them, which. ... Will be interesting.

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(Morgan also thinks that 'when the plants show up' is the most likely time for Legato to strike, because it'd be just fucking like him.)

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"Should we, in fact, bring the plants over as soon as possible? I mean this honestly, I'm not sure." He's made sure there are no bugs in this room, and no one other than the three of them. "If Legato would want to do this as soon as we get the plants then that's reason to delay, especially if we can get fortifications. But on the other hand, they'd definitely be a great early warning system for Legato, and would help the city a lot."

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"Plants come with Knives, yeah? Because I absolutely just want to throw him at Legato if at all possible. So sooner rather than later, especially if they'd be a warning system if I'm wrong."

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"That's... fair.

"Second order of business, I am really not sure how to present the existence of Nai to these people. He killed a lot of their loved ones, some of them personally, and..."

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"... Yeah. Um. I do think not telling them, and them finding out would be worse. But. Yeah he should maybe be gently shuffled into the plant factory and speak to no one and interact with no one. I... think they're practical enough to handle it okay if we tell them directly and explain what's going on?"

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"Mmhm. It just feels so, so wretched that there's not a better way. He took so much from them."

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"He... did, yes. But I don't..." she sounds frustrated, "I don't know how to deal with that squishy feeling stuff and still get anything done?? And we need him, and it'll be worse if we don't tell them he's here, and. We can get him a concealing cloak or something so they see as little of him as possible while still knowing he's there??"

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Zash sighs and wraps his arms around Yvette. "I know. Sorry. I know. I guess I'm just too used to... not telling people things."

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She leans into him and sighs.

"Yeah. It'd be much easier if we didn't, but I don't think that's better, that just. Passes the buck. We'll make sure they know they can just... refuse? But that Nai is required if they want the plants, because the plants are... god I hate saying it like this because they're theirs but in cold rational terms they're his, right? He's letting them use them."

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"Wait just like, pack up everything and go if they don't want to put up with the scary murderer man that killed their families??"

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"... I mean, we'd leave them with better stuff before we left, and give them the silicon deposit's location for a chance in hell of their entire town not falling apart, but. ... Yeah. Basically."

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"That totally sounds like 'put up with this murderer who killed your families or die,' you know. But I guess you know that. Huh. Guess we've corrupted you, too."

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"More like the situation has," she mutters, leaning into Zash. Thinking this thing hurts. Can she go back to being a plant engineer? Please?? She's worn so many strange and confusing hats.

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"If they'd put up with me I'd want to stick around until they had a bigger chance than that, make sure the town is properly on its feet and has enough supplies to last a while and enough of a handle on the silicon mining to be able to trade with others but..." He sighs again, running his fingers through Yvette's hair and resting his chin on the top of her head. "Yeah. I guess that's how it'll go."

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Zash is the one to break the news of Nai to the villagers because he feels responsible. Nai is his twin, after all, and besides he's promised full transparency. He explains that Nai's the string attached to the plants, that what he wants is for them to learn to treat plants well enough that they can last forever.

(Which is true. What Knives wants is to determine the truth one way or another, but Zash caught the feeling in Nai's head, that the outcome he's hoping for is the one where he was wrong all along. It's gonna feel awful and he's going to feel compelled to fix everything personally—he's a plant, and Zash's twin besides—but at least it means the humans won't die, and he'll have two people he loves helping him with the fallout.)

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To say they are not thrilled is... an understatement. Sort of to the degree that 'the Fall was a bit of a disaster.' The news that they would be welcoming back the man who destroyed their lives starts several heated arguments, at loud volume. Zash isn't shot again, but it's clearly because they don't want to waste the bullets, not because they don't want to. Two people flat refuse to stay; they get a ride to the nearest town and the emergency double dollars Yvette had been keeping hidden in her car.

The rest.... well. They're furious, but practical. After all, they're the ones that didn't get in Nai's way the first time. They want to live, on their own terms, and working with the twins and rebuilding Jeneora is the best bet they have for managing that. It helps that Zash was honest and frank instead of sneaking around about it. It also helps that they can, in fact, leave, as has just been proven. They're going to be plotting some murder, but they have had it proven to them that actually, no, they cannot take Nai in a fight. It's mostly just therapeutic, to plot all of the ways they could horribly kill him in a perfect world where they're allowed to have some justice.

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Extremely legit of them. Zash himself has plotted Nai's murder in gruesome detail hundreds of times over the years.

(He also thinks that he could talk Nai into letting them effectively-kill him if it would be cathartic but he expects it wouldn't be, with the knowledge that he'd be okay afterwards, so he doesn't bring it up.)

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This sorted, Yvette is the one sent off to retrieve Nai and the plants. She's not going to be super useful if Legato descends from the sky to menace them, and if Zash and Morgan escort her to the underground transport network, she's not even going to be particularly vulnerable to ambush. She... will be a little, and she is very cognizant of being used as a hostage of some kind, but. The trip is relatively quick, there was no way to predict she'd make it, and Nai's transportation network is further underground than Legato's estimated telekinesis range, so. It's probably fine? It's fine. She'll be fine.

To her relief and paradoxical discomfort, she arrives in February without incident.

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Nai can't hide from Yvette and so she will notice that although he's trying not to dwell on it once he notices her getting closer he starts to slightly... vibrate... with anticipation and anxiety.

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Yeah, her too. He can have a hug before they set out.

"We are absolutely going to have you and the humans avoid each other as much as possible," she tells him, seriously.

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That's... probably good, yeah.

(The parts of him that aren't Knives and that are hoping that this experiment is a success and that he was wrong all along feel a... pretty reasonable measure of anguish, about Jeneora. He didn't, really, want this. Didn't want to have to be this way. Didn't want this to be the world he lives in.)

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Yeah. That is another reason for hug.

Fortunately they can immediately distract themselves with logistics of transporting themselves, six plants, and a hell of a lot of extra supplies and food to Jeneora! That is very nicely distracting. Does Nai think he can carry six plants to Jeneora from the station? Because she would like to avoid the giant robot.

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Easily, yeah, though he wants to check the facilities in Jeneora beforehand so the plants should stay underground while he does that.

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That's fair! She checked them already and everything should in fact be all ready to go, but she supports and is not insulted by him wanting to verify that.

The trip to Jeneora... is also not notable.

Nai/Knives will find that the plant factory is all tidily set up for them in advance, ready to go. There are, approximately, several dozen safety measures in place to prevent anything from going wrong ever, especially if some but not all of the plants are removed, especially if a new and unrecognized item is added to the library, and most especially to prevent anyone from sneaking in here and messing with the goddamned controls and inputting something that is not allowed. There is a short list of what is allowed. Nai has the password and DNA-hashed signature to change it, as do Yvette and Zash, but no one else does. If nothing is inputted in the next hundred years, the plants would be free to run through this, and only this, short list of allowed items until this (very generous) safety threshold is met, and the whole thing gets shut off for safety. Presumably, if all members on the list of administrators are still indisposed, the plants can then focus on healing each other until they are safely within operating parameters again.

Yvette was very thorough in being sure that the stupid computer cannot fuck anything up, and no one that is not a member of their trio can touch anything. Is this a bit much? Maybe, but damn it, they really really need to not fuck this up, okay.

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(...he is feeling very fond of her for this thoroughness.)

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Presumably they won't all be personally managing every plant on this planet forever, though. What's the plan for long-term support away from their personal attention?

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They will be doing regular checkups/inspections on the plants regardless, and be setting the safety margins that are then adhered to. Even if they're not personally managing every single thing the plants make, it will still be forced to adhere to their library of approved items, and turn off if the plants get too banged up.

Also, she would like to sneak in a little quiet alert message that'll go fetch them if certain parameters are met, like the plants being removed from their receptacles entirely, which could result in them being moved to factories that are less serious about their safety standards. She has the programming side of it sorted and already set up, but it's not immediately clear how to message them. She would appreciate assistance in this sphere and was planning to see if she could dig up some old communicators from before the Fall, or tech based therein, but this was one of those things that she was going to work on as it actually became relevant.

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Hmm. With his underground tunnels they could in theory run some networked cables, but he's not sure how well that'd go, people might find out about the tunnels if they do that...

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[set a couple of wireless towers around that get signal from the underground tunnels, most of which are duds, then the cables are all underground and people don't have a way to find them without some pretty thorough digging]

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[...Zash, why are you in this call]

Nai'd kinda been trying to avoid him because they once again parted on not the greatest of terms and he's anxious again about that.

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[little brother you are literally the only person on this planet who can hide from psychic senses and you chose not to. you are lying if you tell me you hadn't kind of hoped that I'd show up.]

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Well now Nai is hiding again.

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[Yvette, love, can you tell my dumbass twin to stop being a tsundere and take the teasing like a good sport so we can resume the practicalities?]

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She does, of course, along with defining what a tsundere is for his convenience and communication.

[That's a good idea, though, I think that'll work.]

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He is not a tsundere.

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Yes he is.

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He's still hiding!!! How is Zash—he can read Nai through Yvette. Oh fuck it. He unhides.

[the greatest protection a secret can have is its existence also being a secret. if there are a bunch of wireless towers around people will know that there must be cables somewhere and go digging]

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[True, but there's a lot of ground to dig through, and really... is there an alternative?? I know the ships could communicate with each other from great distance before the Fall, but I think if that could work on a planet we] by which she means humanity, not the three of them, [would have done it by now.]

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[it can work on a planet. did work on a planet. there were satellites...] (Quick mental overview of what satellites are.) [but we do not have the industrial base. we barely have enough of it for these towers. we'd need to make them from scratch.]

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[we wouldn't need rockets though. you could just fly up to the stratosphere carrying them]

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[Oooh! Satellites!!]

She has just been introduced to the concept, but she is delighted with it and loves it already. Is building the industrial base for satellites harder than building a bunch of towers, fake and real, and also communication cables underground? Because it sounds like they could just put the industrial base in February and then have them use their bullshit to put the satellites into space.

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Yeah, satellites are like really really hard to make and maintain and make work, you need a very extensive mesh of them and they need extremely precise construction with difficult-to-produce materials plus you need a certain networked base on the planet to communicate with them already aaaand Nai should not try to get into the nitty gritty details of it all. Towers are definitely more feasible and probably a stepping stone even for if/when they go the satellite route.

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[love you, little brother]

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Okay but they're super cool and also shiny so Yvette now wants them eventually!!! But yes they can do the more feasible route first and plan to have satellites eventually. Just!!! They're so shiny and neat!!!!!

Anyway is this good to move the plants into, are there any holes Nai can see in her contingencies? She tried to be thorough, but she is fallible and whatnot. (And easily distracted by shiny things. ~*~Satellites!!!~*~)

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He's kind of not totally satisfied with the transition to much larger scale systems when humanity becomes much more sprawling and too numerous for them to keep track of but...

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...he recognises that it's not reasonable to try to figure that out perfectly before even doing the small scale experiments and that implementation details can vary a lot depending on the results of those.

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Yeah, pretty much. She's being honest about having plans for implementation in large scale systems, but nothing is concrete yet. And the entire thing will be focused ultimately on getting humans to not need plants anymore.

But that sounds like yes, plants are allowed to be put in their places? :D?

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...yes. Fine. Alright. Plants can go.

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(They are SO HAPPY about this they will HELP!!!!!)

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........

He still has some feelings about this, but...

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...he loves his sisters and he's happy they're happy.

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Plausibly Zash should just carry them rather than Nai using telekinesis...?

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No. He'll move them. It'll be quicker and safer.

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Hoo boy alright.

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Yvette will just, uh, go warn people so no one does anything stupid like shoot at him or anything. She doesn't think they will, but humans. She really wants this to work and will take steps to lessen all involved risks, even the minor ones!!!

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Uh, no, they were not going to shoot the genocidal telekinetic knife man while he's transporting plants into place. They could hit the plants. Give them some credit.

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.... that is not.... the most reassuring thing that she could have been told, but. It's probably good enough. She relays this to Nai and gives the go-ahead for him to move plants. Personally. With telekinesis.

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No, no, that's pretty reassuring, actually, in Nai's experience humans aren't really very good at all at not hurting the people who are directly helping them and who have saved their lives multiple times.

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...in... Nai's experience? Like personally??

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Yes.

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Care to share with the class?

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No.

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(Maybe later.)

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Nai cares a lot about keeping the location of his tunnels a secret though so he kicks up a ton of sand and wind for his whole range around it, creating an artificial sandstorm. If it had been just him he wouldn't have bothered but with several plants coming with he wants to make sure things are sufficiently hidden.

(...also he has a little bit of a dramatic flair.)

(Nowhere near as much as Zash does though.)

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(Keep telling yourself that bub.)

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And so a sandstorm appears in the distance and from it emerges the floating figure, arms crossed in the air, trailed by the plants inside their tanks, all moving in silent unison.

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Nobody shoots at him! Amazing.

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Yvette finds the dramatic flair quite charming, and also appealing on other axes because. ... She has a type, okay. She has accepted this. Anyway she'll go hang out in the plant factory and see to getting everyone properly plugged in and set up.

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The town looks very different than it did when Nai last, uh, "visited". A lot less like a bunch of scrap metal cobbled together in the vague shape of habitation, a lot more like something purposefully and competently (if somewhat hastily) built. The layout isn't the most intuitive, for defensibility reasons, but it's sensible at what it is.

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...huh. He kind of... appreciates this? He's not sure why.

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Anywho, the main attraction is still where it was and Nai can just float over there and bring the plants in one by one to get them installed.

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The plants are hooked up without issue, and begin generating accordingly. The return of the water supply is the most dramatic, and obvious. While Jeneora doesn’t (currently) have a fully functioning plumbing system to all the buildings in various states of construction or repair, it does have a centralized location from which everyone is accustomed to acquiring water.

The fact that it’s the diner means that the ensuing party doesn’t have to go anywhere. Clean water!! Drinking water and showers and soon they’ll get the good food, too!

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...hey can Nai make food for these people?

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...but they hate him.

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Well, yeah, they do, but they'd probably still accept. If nothing else, it's better than the rations, they're in a good mood, and Zash will ask beforehand.

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Food is complicated.

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Their sisters can show him the ropes!

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Fine. He'll make food. He guesses.

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So after making sure that the townies are in fact okay with it (which they are, if grudgingly) he gets them some nice food to go with the party. Zash does his standard special move of "aggressively not being awkward in awkward situations" and the party goes well into the night. And with how no one needs to stay watch (because the plants can do that instead) they all go to bed watered, sated, and happy.

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...and Zash stays behind, after the last straggler, after everyone is gone. He spends an hour alone in the diner after everyone's gone to sleep, after he's told Yvette she should go too, after everyone but him and his siblings have long since been accepted into Morpheus's embrace. Just him and his siblings, now.

But his sisters can tell that he wants to be alone, and his brother... mostly can, too. So they leave him alone.

And after about an hour of drinking booze alone in the diner he walks over to the piano, which miraculously survived the destruction mostly intact and then what wasn't intact got fixed on the off-chance that they could eventually sell it. He sits at it. Stares at it.

He spends another hour there, staring at it.

Then he wipes the surface of the piano cover with one hand and pulls it up.

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E

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A

E

G major.

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It's been a hundred and fifty years since he's touched a piano.

But he still remembers it. By heart. The song he and Nai composed. He doesn't even need to look at the keys. If he closes his eyes and just... lets his fingers start to move...

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Nai's there. With him. In his mind, in spirit. Even before he's physically arrived... he's playing with Zash. Right next to him, with his telekinesis... and then his fingers.

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Zash scoots to the side so Nai can sit next to him. They've done this countless times, one started playing and the other joined. Riffed, came up with flourishes, knew exactly what was coming next and played in sync. The song they composed, other songs than that, songs they made up on the spot. They could play for hours, never notice the time passing.

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Their sisters loved it. They love music, love listening to it and experiencing people's thoughts and feelings as they play. It's one of the very, very few aspects of humanity that plants can experience in exactly the same way humans do.

And with Nai and Zash they can just... be there. Be together. All of them, all of the siblings, at once.

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It's been a hundred and fifty years since he's been in such... synchrony with his twin. Since they've inhabited each other's minds and perspectives so completely, since they've stopped being two people and became a single thing, one soul in multiple bodies, in many hands. Together like this, they're much more than two. Much more than just the individuals that make them up.

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And though this began as their song, it's... something else, now. Neither of them wanted to reach the end of the song, so instead they kept playing. They keep playing. They build on each other's feelings, follow each other's thoughts and trail down each other's innermost emotions and secrets.

It's a dangerous thing to do, that. You can't unopen a door, you can't unsee a picture, you can't unhear a word, you can't unfeel a feeling.

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You can't unkill a person.

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[...Zash—]

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[I heard you. everything you said, that time.]

[why, Nai?]

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[why what, Zash?]

But like this, here, he knows the answer to that question, obviously. There's no point in asking except to bring it to focus.

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The song gets faster. More forceful. Angrier.

[why did you become Knives? why was Knives someone you wanted to be? why was Knives someone you could be?]

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Knives is the person Nai becomes after decades of honing himself into a weapon and cutting out everything that's not about rescuing plants. He's the person Nai becomes after trimming the fat in his personality and habits and thoughts and feelings whenever they didn't serve the purpose of rescuing plants, while at the same time nurturing and sharpening and encouraging all of the habits that made him more effective at it.

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[a weapon, Nai. why... how... are you a person who can become a weapon?]

[how can you say that you might do it again? that you might keep killing people, when you know how wrong it is, I know you know, I've seen it—]

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Because no one else would stand up for his sisters. Because not even his brother would, they themselves most certainly wouldn't, and the idea of watching all of them be fed into the all-consuming hungry maw of humanity for decades until they were all dead, and then watch humanity not even survive after that because there's no way they could survive without plants, would kill him.

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[I didn't have a choice. I don't have a choice.]

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[that is bullshit and you know it! you always have a choice! I've been choosing something else for a century and a half!]

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[you're wrong. you haven't been choosing. you have been doing the opposite of choosing. you say that—]

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If humans want to decide that other humans live or die, well, that's a lot more fair than if he does. He's not human; it's just not his place.

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[you never choose, Zash.]

Or he does: he always chooses the option of least hurt and sadness, whatever makes him feel best about himself, and he never thinks

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[at least I'm not fucking kidnapping hundreds of my sisters and keeping them in the same goddamn cages you accused humans of keeping them in, and not even letting them do what they want to do—]

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[I'm gonna give them every choice—]

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[fat lotta good that's doing right now!]

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[but at least I don't fail!]

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The music stops.

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No, only Zash's half of the music stops, and Nai takes over to play his song.

At least Nai succeeds at what he's trying to do. He gets what he wants. Their sisters are safe, and his research worked out, and they're all gonna live! And Zash? What does Zash have to show for his efforts? "Fat lotta" nothing is what. They still die, and Zash can't save them, he can't save any of them. He loves humans, and they still die; he loves the plants, and they still get tortured and then die!!!

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[they don't—]

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[how many people have you killed, Zash?]

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[I've never—]

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"Wrong."

How many people have died because he spared a murderer? Didn't pull the trigger? Because he couldn't bring himself to hurt anyone? How many people have died because Zash was trying to do too much at the same time and didn't do anything well enough? Because he was trying to juggle too many things at once?

How many times has Zash failed?

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He's so happy about being Zash the fucking Stampede, so happy that people love him and that he fixes everything without hurting anyone. [you don't. you can't save everyone, so you just don't choose and then people die anyway Zash.] He doesn't prioritise. He doesn't think about what's better. He doesn't think about what happens next, about what happens tomorrow. He heals their sister in this nowhere town and then does absolutely nothing to prevent the townspeople from hurting their other sister.

Because Zash is a coward.

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He joins the song again, to argue with Nai. His own heart goes into it, a counterpoint to Nai's, his own anger and hurt laid bare again.

[I've still killed fewer people than you]

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[I wasn't trying to not kill them. I never claimed I wanted to.] He didn't. But the thing he did want to do, he succeeded at. Between the two of them, Nai is the one that has anything to show for the past fifteen decades of work. And Zash? Was he hoping his friends' arcology would cook up a miracle before Nai killed all humans? [that's pathetic, Zash.]

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...ow. Ow, ow, ow.

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[...I would've died. if all our sisters die I'll die, too. I can't, I can't go on in a world where they're dead, Zash! I can go on without humans, I can go on without food and water and breathable air but I can't go on without them. without you.] And so he fucking prioritised.

And, and he's a damn plant, too! He knows this! He knows that if he let himself care, he'd care. If he let himself care about the humans, they'd mean as much to him as they mean to Zash. As much as their sisters mean to him. And he can't do that! He can't be split two ways! If he cares about humans and he also cares about plants then he'll just die because he can't save them both. [I can't. we can't. that's the answer to your question, little brother.] You can only care about one thing above all else. There can only ever be one thing you can never lose.

Because if there are two then whenever they pull in different directions you're torn apart.

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[if you don't choose the world chooses for you. and I chose.]

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[...we can. have everything. we can have our sisters, and the humans. everyone can live. we can do that.]

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Zash always has lots of nice words. He's so inspiring. [and I still don't believe you.] He's better at being convincing than at being right, so Nai just doesn't listen to him anymore.

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[how can I prove it to you?]

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To him? Nai isn't the one Zash has to prove it to. Zash needs to prove it to the world, and to himself. Nai does not give a fuck—

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—(he does, actually, a little bit, and more with each passing day)—

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—whether Zash can save everyone or not because Nai has already chosen. There can only be one thing you care about above all else, and to Nai that is his family. That's who he'll always prioritise, that's what he'll always pick. The one who is trying to care about too many things at the same time is Zash, so the only one to whom Zash has to prove he can do that is Zash himself.

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[how do you know that Knives is the best you could be, to save our sisters?]

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...Knives isn't a person. Knives is a process. Knives is Nai continually figuring out how to best help his sisters.

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[how?]

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[what do you mean, how?]

By gathering information, by looking at the world. By keeping track of the data of red plants all over the world, in individual settlements as well as in aggregate, per plant type and versus population. By seeing what the humans are doing, what's working and what isn't. By keeping track of the trends in the data, and projecting them into the future.

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[...you've been doing that?]

Yvette did that. A lot. She had graphs.

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That is a stupid question, Zash. Of course he's been doing that, that's what it looks like to actually care about the results above anything else. There's a reason he hasn't stolen the Julai plants and it's not because he thinks the Julai Military Police could stop him. The plants in Julai are doing fine. They're happy, they're doing meaningful work, they're healthy and networked, they sometimes push themselves too hard but Zash of all people should know what plants are like, and they're not in any danger.

Up until Conrad figured out how to do two-way gates, which changed the game completely, Nai only rescued plants that needed rescuing. And the reason he thinks all humans are going to die is because that's what the data shows. If the trends of the last several decades hold, even the most optimistic projections aren't looking very good for humans.

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He can't care about humans. He's said that. So when he's being Knives he... doesn't. He prunes that away. He becomes someone who only cares about plants.

He doesn't do wanton murder. He stops people from risking his sisters, and if they prove dangerous to his sisters he stops them.

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[you're made of Nai. you could keep everyone safe if you tried.]

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He could keep everyone safe most of the time. But if he started prioritising human safety in addition to everything else then sometimes he'd fail. Sometimes someone will shoot him with a grenade launcher and if he hesitates and lets people do that then over decades he will lose some of his sisters to that. He has to be a person who will not let people who are risking his sisters do so.

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And the Yvettes? The people who could be good, who would be good? Nai is convinced that she was human now, isn't he? It follows that he must've killed at least some Yvettes, by accident.

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Yvette is probably not literally unique, Zash is right, but there has been no one else on any settlements trying to do the kind of systematic work she was doing. He checked. He's been checking. He has lots of checks for that. And give him some credit, he did in fact not kill Yvette.

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Okay but there are Yvettes that aren't plant engineers. People who are just as good and valuable who aren't doing the exact thing she is.

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[and they're still going to die of old age anyway, and leech off our sisters while they do that, until all our sisters are dead and then all humans are dead]

And that's beside the point anyway. They're tracking some hypothetical person-as-good-as-Yvette who specifically got in Nai's way while Nai was rescuing a plant—

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[people die when you steal their plants, Nai]

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And plants die if you don't rescue them.

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But Nai is still inside Zash's head and he can see what Zash is doing, here. He's trying to weasel out of thinking about all of this, trying to chase down a conversation thread that will let him sit on his hands a little bit longer.

[stop. that.]

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Of fucking course he's doing that, what else is he meant to do? Nai is right, okay? Zash is trying to do too much, Zash is a goddamn coward who's spent a century and a half running and not really trying to do anything meaningful, and now that he looks at it straight-on he's pretty sure a huge part of that was some twisted form of self-harm from the guilt over the Fall, and it's all so obvious in hindsight but he doesn't know what to do about any of it, what does Nai want, what should he—

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Nai pulls him into a hug. The song ends.

[Zash. little brother. breathe.]

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He breathes.

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[you and Yvette told me you'd be there for me] While he was trying to figure himself out, while he was learning to be more than Knives. [I'll be there for you.] Zash doesn't need to figure everything out right now. Nai of all people understands what it feels like to have a shift in perspective that makes you have reevaluate your whole life. He's been there. It doesn't get solved immediately.

[just don't run away from it. look at it head on. and we'll tackle it together]

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[I love you]

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[I love you too, little brother. I will always love you.]

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When they resume playing the piano it's a new song again, and they play with their hands swapped like they used to when they were kids, Zash's left hand playing the part that would normally be played by Nai's right hand and vice-versa.

And Zash rests his head on Nai's shoulder and closes his eyes. He can borrow his twin's eyes to see instead of using his own.

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Elsewhere, someone relaxes a little.

Yvette had mostly skipped the party, because she has actual work to be doing now. She had a single slice of cake with Morgan, because time with her is especially precious, and then retreated to what she's good at. Like calculating how Nai's bullshit matter creation can make things nicer for Jeneora while also making things easier for the six plants now stationed here, since Zash talked everyone into accepting free stuff from him. That hadn't been part of her original plan, and that means that there's important math to do. That this just so happens to line up with being an introvert and a little sick of all of the socializing she's had to be doing lately is just incidental. That's her story and she's sticking to it. Being a gopher and city planner and whatnot is hard, okay, sure she could do some more bonding if she went to the party, but. ... She's tired. There has been enough bonding. Between her and the townsfolk, anyway.

Comparatively, there are others that needed it more. She was perfectly aware that there were things left unsaid between the twins. And... it looks like they have sorted that out and had their... thing. Argument, discussion, conversation, reconciliation?? It's not clear, it's complicated. But she knew they needed to sort it out, and that they needed to do it at their own pace, and that meddling... probably wouldn't help. In order to have a conversation they also needed to feel like they had room to, and that means giving them space. Space by literal space, and also by doing the work that they both care about more than themselves and their feelings, so they have room to sort out those confusing squishy things. She might have meddled if it looked like they were going to take another century to have a conversation, but. Clearly, they're okay.

So instead: she's glad they're talking (plant talking) again, and is available for hugs if they'd like them.

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...Nai kind of misses their threeways, actually.

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[little brother do not use that word]

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Why? ...wait, is that a breeding thing again?

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[Yep. Yep, that. That is usually a phrasing reserved for threeway sex, not threeway hugs,] she informs him, cracking up from the plant factory.

[Give me a bit to finish this and then I'll come down for hugs (and ONLY HUGS for right now!!!), how about?]

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Sure.

...wait, threeway sex? He thought you could only breed with one person.

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Sex is mostly not for breeding, Nai. Remember the nice feelings Zash shared? They are not limited to when you are doing those things with only one other person.

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Hmm. Alright. If Zash says so. But it's weird.

Anyway he wants hugs.

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He is so cute.

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He is very cute, though Yvette can't help but feel a bit like she's corrupted the poor alien boy with strange human things. Sorry, Nai, humans are complicated and messy. Possibly she's corrupted Zash as well, considering she talked him into turning his libido back on, but. That's a little different, okay!!! They'd been doing fine until he went and wanted to kiss her!!!!! (They had not been. This is a lie.)

Soon enough she is down there for hugs.

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(Zash had missed his libido. Losing it sucked. It was, you know, better in the long term for his mental health but... sex is an important part of living a fulfilling life, to him, it turns out.)

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Nai and Zash are both still sitting at the piano, playing it together, Zash's head on Nai's shoulder with his eyes closed while using Nai's instead.

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(Okay, fair point. He's part plant and part human, having a libido is not something she just magically introduced him to, that's selling him short.)

While the logistics of piano chairs means there really isn't room for her there unless she ends up on a lap, she can just sit next to them on the floor and leaaaaan. Close enough to hugs for everyone's liking?

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Nai can fly her. Or himself. Or Zash. Nai's telekinesis is very good they do not need to be constrained by mere physics.

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Well they're not breaking physics per se, they're just—

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Zash. He knows.

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Oh! That works. In that case she can give them ~flying snuggles.~

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Legato once again fails to immediately show up, which is both relieving and incredibly suspicious and worrying. If he's watching them, he should know that they have the plants now and most importantly that Nai is there which makes whatever he's going to try all that much less likely to succeed.

Unless it doesn't, which is the really concerning possibility.

So Zash is constantly on edge as they continue to refine their defences, fretting about what Legato is planning, what if he hurts these people, what if he kills these people, what if he has something Nai can't counter, what if he's not even coming here and he's letting them be distracted here and doing something elsewhere and then they have to choose between staying here and going elsewhere to help and whichever choice they make means people die...

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Zash hates waiting.

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His waiting is soon over.

It is important to understand that Legato doesn't, exactly, want their efforts to fail and to tear Jeneora down entirely on principle. He doesn't believe humans are worthy of mercy, and thinks his god is being led astray, but he also is not so arrogant as to think he is more knowledgeable than God himself. This is a test, not a capitulation. And since it is a test, what it needs is an outside element simulating the effects of humans being terrible. Because they inevitably will be. He is providing a valuable service by simulating this element. What's more, he can assure the safety of the most important things in the world (the plants) while doing it, which is ultimately much safer than leaving it to humans to screw up.

For the plants, anyway. Humans are immaterial, as is their suffering.

The only hiccup in this plan coming to fruition is God himself, but in his experience, God is wise and perfectly amenable to reason. Zazi can deliver unto him a neat treatise, penned by Legato, explaining his logic. It is much safer for the plants if Legato causes mayhem now to stress test Zash's hopeful system. Legato has a vested interest, and will in fact work very hard, to make sure that the plants themselves are entirely unharmed by the chaos that is planned to be unleashed. This is better than random human elements can say. But, for the sake of a fair test of his brother's ability to actually make hard decisions himself, God himself will need to give them room. Because, obviously, if Knives stays in Jeneora, he'll just ultimately solve any problem, and his ability to problem solve is not under question here.

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Now the thing about Zazi sending Nai a message is that most of the bugs near or at Jeneora are not part of a Zazispectrum that's friendly to Legato so they have very little way to act there; they definitely can't form a Zazibody without being noticed.

However, Jeneora has a resident worm-catcher, doesn't it?

So the next worm Tonis runs into is a worm that has a little note attached to it.

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Well first it is caught, is what it is! Ha! Tonis hasn't been as good at climbing to all of the places worms can be since he lost his arm, but he is still pretty good!.

And then he sees that the note is addressed to Mr. Nai, and, oo! Ooo he has a messenger job to do. That's exciting, messenger jobs sound like fun, and Mr. Nai is very important.

"Thank you for the messenger job," says Tonis, very solemnly. The worm with the note goes with the rest of the worms he's caught, and then, as is tradition, one of the group can be released back to the rest of the hive. The rest are gifted to his mother for consumption, even though that job isn't as important anymore, and then he's off to do his new important job!

That is how Nai gets his note delivered. By small child caaaaarefully walking up to him. And giving him a poke.

"Hey."

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Outside that one time when he was playing piano with Zash, Nai has not left the plants factory, and usually the only people who go into the factory are Zash, Yvette, and very occasionally Morgan. So he is very bewildered when someone else comes and even more bewildered when he notices the size of this person. Was he ever this small? He suppose he must've been.

He floats down until he is sitting cross-legged on the floor staring at this child and squints.

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The small person produces a letter and offers it to him.

"Letter. For you."

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"Why."

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”I’unno. Worms wanted it brought to you.”

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Oh. The fucking Beast. "Why didn't they just talk to me," he grumbles, telekinetically grabbing the letter.

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"...thank you for delivering it."

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He gives a very serious nod.

”’s polite to tip your messenger,” he says, with utmost gravitas.

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Huh???

"What do you want."

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“…. I’unno,” he admits. ”New worm catchin’ net?”

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"...ask Zash for one."

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”’Kay!”

And with that, he scampers off.

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What a bewildering small person.

Anyway, he telekinetically opens the letter and starts reading it.

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...huh.

Huh.

Yeah. Yeah, good point, actually. The weird minion is weird but at least he is okay with the way Knives will absolutely make him hurt before killing him if he mucks this up so... knowing this... yeah. Knives will stay out of it.

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"Oh, hi, Tonis! How's the bravest worm-catcher in the world doing?"

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”Your brother said to ask you for a new worm catchin’ net!”

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...Nai did what.

[uh, Nai?]

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[what]

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[did you tell Tonis] mental image [to ask me for a worm-catching net?]

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[yes. he said it was customary to tip messengers.]

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[mes...sengers]

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[he delivered me a message from Legato.]

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HE DID WHAT

HEY UH YVETTE THEY MIGHT HAVE A SITUATION HERE

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Wh…? HOLY SHIT THEY DO HAVE A SITUATION.

What did the message say though????

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[he pointed out that if I'm here to help while this system is being stress-tested it won't be under as much stress as it would in reality]

[he means to stress-test it]

[so I am going to be away from this place for the stress test to be executed without external factors]

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Oh, damn it. How very logical. They’ve been outplayed. What’s an argument that would sway him? The promise to Morgan, maybe? But then he could always kill Legato later…

 

[But what about the safety of the plants??]

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[he has assured me that the plants will be safe. safer, in fact, than in a real situation, because he understands that if he hurts any plants I will hurt him very much and then kill him]

[I'll kill him anyway. I promised.]

[but I was not planning to hurt him beforehand.]

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[Nai]

[little brother]

[just because he says it is not a real situation does not mean it is not a real situation]

[people could die]

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[that is not my problem]

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Yeah, unfortunately, human lives aren’t going to sway him to change his priorities. At the mercy of a religious zealot who has a vested interest in their safety is, in fact, safer for the plants. Logically speaking.

She feels there’s an argument to be made about how hostile and well connected Legato is, and how this compares to other potential threats, but. … that kind of feels like it’s an argument in favor of Legato’s ‘stress test,’ doesn’t it. Stress test with the worst possible result and see what happens.

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No, no, he's making the argument, Legato is extremely unrealistic when it comes to anything that could ever happen with humans—

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Legato is human.

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He is a crazy superpowerful human!

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Knives plucks the memory of the Nebraska family right out of Zash's mind to show it to him.

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...they... weren't... as bad as Legato...

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The downside of arguing at the speed of thought is that she can’t help but think arguments that are counterproductive. Like ‘the bomber might have been.’

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And meanwhile in boring meatspace, there is still a child standing in front of Zash. Expectantly.

He pokes the distracted gunslinger.

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Zash blinks and lowers his eyes to Tonis again. "Tonis, kiddo, I, uh, I'll get you the net later but right now it is very very very important that you do that thing we practised and you go to the fortified building, okay?"

[I'm gonna go find Morgan and mobilise the Jeneorans for... whatever may be coming]

[and Knives? fuck you. we will get rid of you, and you won't be missed.]

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Knives does not dignify that with a response.

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(...but Nai feels... kind of wretched.)