Ey shrugged, saying only, "It appears Codrin#Emissary has instructed the Artemisians on how to relay such in turn. I guess ey did a while back, actually, but this is the first time they've taken advantage of it. Or, well..." Ey trailed off.
"Hard to tell how much time has passed up there?" Codrin#Artemis asked.
"Yeah, haven't the faintest. Anyway, I'm not sure how you want to pass it over. I figured a separate sheet would be easiest and you can decide from there. The news from #Emissary seems mostly to be about the Odists, so perhaps that's what Turun Ka is getting. True Name got her own message in here." Ey nodded over to the skunk, handing her a separate sheet
Both of the Odists, having claimed the other table in order to have their own hushed conversation quickly moved over to rejoin the other three. They all watched as ey frowned, nodded, and skimmed quickly over the letter addressed to em.
Eir frown deepened. "Thanks. Here, hold on--" Ey quickly jotted *Message received, passed on, more soon* on a slip of foolscap and handed it to the other Codrin. "Send this for now, just so we're on the same page at as close to the same time as we can manage."
"Whatever that means," ey said, laughing and pocketing the slip. Ey prodded em in the shoulder and added, "Dear threatened to beat me up because of you, so thanks for that."
Codrin#Artemis laughed. "Well, did it?"
"No, of course not."
"Just have to pull harder, then." Ey sighed and shook eir head. "Self-deprecating humor aside, tell them I miss them."
Ey nodded. "Of course. I'd fork and merge back down if I could."
"I'll see them soon enough, I guess. A few weeks, tops, though at this rate, I'm guessing only a matter of days. Tell--"
"Codrin," True Name said, nodding to the writer. "Please come with us. We have only a few minutes to sort this out before we start, and if you are correct about Turun Ka receiving similar information, I would like to plan."
Ey shrugged to Tycho and Sarah and stood to follow the two Odists to True Name's partitioned rest area.
"What do you suppose that was about?" Tycho asked, setting up a cone of silence around himself and Sarah.
"Best guess? More about how they're struggling with the time skew over there. Maybe something specific happened, and that's why everybody's gotten messages all at once."
He nodded, sighed, and rubbed over his face with a hand. For as little as was actually happening, he was incredibly tired. Conferences were always like this, felt like.
"Well, neither of us got anything, and it's not worth speculating, especially since I figure we will learn soon enough," she said. "I'll start to sound like a broken record before long, but how are you feeling about how things are going?"
"Uh, well, much the same, I guess. It's been interesting seeing what we know that they don't. Far less than what they've been teaching us, though."
