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<p>“‘We’?”</p>
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<p>May took a while to respond. “Michelle and the author of the Ode.”</p>
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<p>Ey nodded, letting the comment about the Name slip by, asking instead, “And being stuck in a place with malleable time would bring back a lot of that?”</p>
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<p>“Yes. Codrin is right to be careful. The clade struggles enough with stability as it is.” She broke the tension of the moment by licking his chin. “On a happier note, In Dreams mentioned a hypothesis about the struggles we’ve had with memory.”</p>
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<p>“Yes. Codrin is right to be careful. The clade struggles enough with stability as it is.” She broke the tension of the moment by licking eir chin. “On a happier note, In Dreams mentioned a hypothesis about the struggles we’ve had with memory.”</p>
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<p>“Oh?”</p>
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<p>“Well, happier for the System, if not for us. I guess she has hunted down some other clades that have been having problems. She says there are uniting factors, such as a weaker boundary between subconscious and conscious, a greater sense of the numinous, and so on. I am too sleepy to remember the details, but she is looking into it.” The skunk giggled. “She says we should get therapy.”</p>
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<p>“Oh, you definitely should,” ey teased. “Maybe this Sarah Genet is still on the System. That’s what she does.”</p>
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<p>“Therapy?”</p>
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<p>“She is a therapist?”</p>
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<p>Ey nodded.</p>
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<p>A moment’s hesitation, and then May nodded. “I let In Dreams know.”</p>
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<p>“Good. The more minds working on this, the better.”</p>
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<p>“Ioan Bălan, if you make me cry again, I will smother you in your sleep.”</p>
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<p>Ey laughed. “It sounds like it’s already too late.”</p>
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<p>“Thin fucking ice, buddy.” May sniffled and squirmed around until she could tuck back against eir front. “I love you too, my dear, top to bottom and front to back.”</p>
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<p>As ey settled in for sleep, kissing the backs of the skunk’s ears, ey marveled that ey could only <em>remember</em> the Ioan who never thought to form attachments, who could never remember to ask May if they were in a relationship, who continually wondered how she wound up in eir life as some other person, could only remember em. Ey could only remember em as though from a distance. That Ioan was gone. Ey had slipped out while the Ioan ey was now wasn’t looking, and had never come back. Ey wished em luck, this younger version of emself. Ey wished em happiness and fulfillment. And, should that Ioan ever find emself struck by the wonder of love, ey wished em courage in the face of it.</p>
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<p>As ey settled in for sleep, kissing the backs of the skunk’s ears, ey marveled that ey could only <em>remember</em> the Ioan who never thought to form attachments, who could never remember to ask May if they were in a relationship, who continually wondered how she wound up in eir life, could only remember em as some other person. Ey could only remember em as though from a distance. That Ioan was gone. Ey had slipped away into the past while the Ioan ey was now wasn’t looking, and had never come back. Ey wished em luck, this younger version of emself. Ey wished em happiness and fulfillment. And, should that Ioan ever find emself struck by the wonder of love, ey wished em courage in the face of it.</p>
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<p>This Ioan, the one ey was now, understood the value in attachments, and yet ey could still marvel, twenty years on, at just how much more complete ey was with May in eir life.</p>
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<p>Ey tilted eir head, noting the confusion on eir side of the table at the choppy, synonym-ridden greeting, filing away a question to ask of the recorder later.</p>
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<p>The greetings continued down the line. Tycho and Stolon greeted each other as scientists. Iska, who startled em in their resemblance to Debarre, and Why Ask Questions greeted each other, followed last of all by Artante Diria and Sarah.</p>
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<p>There was a small shuffle as the delegates from both craft sat at the table, Iska politely requesting that their chair be raised and the surface area made smaller so that they could more effectively reach the table, which True Name accomplished with a gesture. Both of Turun Ka and Turun Ko set their chairs aside and squatted down on their haunches before the table instead.</p>
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<p>“Thank you once again, and welcome to this convergence,” Turun Ka said. Its voice was almost musical, far from the synthetic sound that ey had initially assumed. “It is a pleasure to meet those who are new and different from us, and we are always grateful when luck and chance allow us to do so.”</p>
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<p>“Thank you once again, and welcome to this convergence,” Turun Ka said. Its voice was pleasantly musical. “It is a pleasure to meet those who are new and different from us, and we are always grateful when luck and chance allow us to do so.”</p>
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<p>True Name nodded, a hint of a bow from where she sat. “Thank you for joining us, and welcome to the Launch Vehicle Castor. We are honored to have you aboard. If you need anything at all, please do not hesitate to ask me, as I bear full ACLs for the sim. You will find your rest area down there—” She gestured with a paw toward one of the hallways. “—where you will have limited ACLs that will allow you to modify many of the objects there and will allow you to fork once.”</p>
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<p>The reactions around the table were mixed. Turun Ka and Turun Ko remained impassive — they seemed to move only with intent, and when not required, they were as stationary as statues. Stolon tilted their head in a quizzical manner. Iska’s expression was hard to read, but were ey pressed to put a name to it, ey would have called it unnerved, or perhaps startled. Given the similarities of her features to the humans around the table, Artante looked quite pleased.</p>
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<p>“There will be no time skew?” Iska asked, voice high pitched, each word dipping in tone.</p>
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<p>“Radio emanations, <em>anem.</em> To far for visible light, useless light.”</p>
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<p>Tycho grinned, nodded. “Apologies, that will be my question, then.”</p>
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<p>“I ask,” Stolon said. “How launched vehicle? We see also another.”</p>
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<p>“A station — a construct, as you say — rotating with the Castor and Pollux LVs at the end of long launch arms, released us at tangential velocity, then photon sails, Hall Effect engines, and gravity assists on our way out of the system.”</p>
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<p>“A station — a construct, as you say — rotating with the Castor and Pollux launch vehicles at the end of long launch arms, released us at tangential velocity, then photon sails, Hall Effect engines, and gravity assists on our way out of the system.”</p>
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<p>“You move not so fast, <em>ka?</em> Conserve fuel?” They chattered their teeth again. “Sorry sorry, will ask again soon.”</p>
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<p>“I am pleased to see scientists excited,” Turun Ka said. “Recorder Codrin Bălan? Recorder Turun Ko?”</p>
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<p>When Turun Ko did not speak, Codrin asked, “Does your system allow you to forget?”</p>
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<p>“Weird that they’d ask about our bodies living on after uploading, though,” Tycho said, catching up with them. “What could they possibly do with that knowledge.”</p>
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<p>“Not sure,” she said. “Maybe trying to figure out incentives for uploading? I really don’t know.”</p>
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<p>“I’m feeling kind of lost after all that.” Codrin sighed, hunting down the partitioned ‘room’ ey’d claimed as eir own and stopping outside the door. “It’s overwhelming. I have no idea what avenues to go down from here. I want to ask why Turun Ko speaks the way it does, I want to ask about their opinions on forking, I want to ask all these questions, but I’m not sure how welcome that’ll be in my role.”</p>
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<p>“I don’t know about that either, as representative. I hope I get to ask more. Though, well…” Sarah glanced over to where True Name and Why Ask Questions had sat at a table, still talking earnestly. “I don’t know what’s more confusing. The emissaries or the Odists.” <!-- More action to justify this remark? --></p>
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<p>“I don’t know about that either, as representative. I hope I get to ask more. Though, well…” Sarah glanced over to where True Name and Why Ask Questions had sat at a table, still talking earnestly within a cone of silence. “I don’t know what’s more interesting. The emissaries or the Odists.” <!-- More action to justify this remark? --></p>
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<p>Stunned silence from the emissaries greeted this explanation.</p>
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<p>“Is there a portion of this that needs clarification?” Artante asked, frowning.</p>
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<p>“We can only fork from the present. From the current instance, as you say,” Codrin said. “That’s a fascinating idea, though. Do you know how it worked? If Dear — my instance artist partner, that is — could do that, it would open up worlds of possibilities to it.”</p>
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<p>She bowed apologetically. “It has been nearly a millennium since I have been able to fork, recorder Codrin Bălan, and even then, I was not very adept at it. In one of your letters, you discussed dissolution strategies; I was what you would call a tasker. I will ask another of my kind for details after the conference.”</p>
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<p>She bowed apologetically. “It has been nearly a millennium since I have been able to fork, recorder Codrin Bălan, and even then, I was not very adept at it. In one of your letters, you discussed dissolution strategies; I was what you would call a tasker. I will ask another of my race for details after the conference.”</p>
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<p>Codrin grinned and elbowed Tycho in the side. The astronomer rolled his eyes.</p>
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<p>“As am I,” he said. “Never got the hang of it, never really felt the need to.”</p>
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<p>Artante laughed, nodded. He was pleased at the familiarity of her expressions. It made at least one of the Artemisians he could read.</p>
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<p>“Did others have trouble like me?”</p>
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<p>There was another brief blur from the Artemisians as they discussed among themselves. Tycho saw Codrin frown and make a note. </p>
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<p><em>That they needed to do that is probably telling,</em> he thought.</p>
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<p>“Not in the same fashion, but some had trouble, yes.” Artante hesitated, glanced at Turun Ka, and then continued. “We have decided that it would be best to revisit this topic later on in our meeting, however, as we do not want to distract from other topics we must cover during our time together.”</p>
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<p>“Not in the same fashion, but some experienced difficulties, yes.” Artante hesitated, glanced at Turun Ka, and then continued. “We have decided that it would be best to revisit this topic later on in our meeting, however, as we do not want to distract from other topics we must cover during our time together.”</p>
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<p>Why Ask Questions/Answers Will Not Help nodded. “Would appreciate that,” she said, the words coming out slurred and elongated as she veered into and out of slow time. She seemed to be having an increasingly hard time remaining in common time, not to mention remaining in one form. “Can we take a break for a few minutes?”</p>
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<p>Turun Ka stood from where it had crouched. “Yes. Please feel free to return to your rest area or a unison room for the next fifteen minutes common time, and then we shall reconvene.”</p>
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<p>“Can we do so in a unison room?”</p>
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<p>Something had happened, just then. Something of import. He had no clue as to what it had been, though and neither did he understand how, he realized, but he knew that it was something distressing. Something wrong.</p>
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