"There's augmented reality versions?"

"Most people eventually uninstall those, they're silly. They can let people who can see them know who you're married to, though."

"Do you have a chip, Cam?"

"No, but with magically augmented no-horrible-side-effects chips available I'll probably get one sooner or later, why?"

"Are there daeva with chips, it seems potentially relevant to making them work for humans."

"Not yet, but since basement dwellers' problem with chips is 'spontaneous death' I'm not sure it's very helpful..."

" - ah. Yeah. If they just didn't work that'd be interesting. If they die - well, I assume we already have medical people on it -"

"If it doesn't work for me that'll tell you something and at least I won't spontaneously die."

"Yes, exactly. Plus they're very useful."

"I was tempted even before."

"I was so jealous when I read my alt's notes - he gets so much done -"

"I bet we have better memory blessings than the other Arda, Maitimo kept commissioning improved ones as presents for Ambela." Kiss.

Cam laughs.

"That reminds me, I want to hear what Macalaurë sounds like when he's not trying to move the listener to horrible sadness."

"I've written uplifting things."

"You've written emotionally complex things, I don't think I've heard of any that were just straight happy."

"Didn't feel like people needed to escape to fiction for that. I guess now maybe they do."

Amriac puts on the cheerfulest symphony from Singularity.

It's lovely.

"Bar, can you get us the recorded works of all the Macalaurës?"

I can only confirm althood in person.

"Lots of them have the same name, though, right -"

Yes, I can make educated guesses on that basis. However, I cannot do format conversion and cannot fit even all nonredundant works, especially those not set to electronic form, on my surface.

"Fair enough. ...could pay demons with an hour to talk to Bar, couldn't we -"

"If they're ones we trust around Milliways, yeah."