mental link, day :039

[polyphonos]

[The soft, rhythmic hiss of cards shuffling. Something honeyed on the tongue. The tang of citrus in the air. Cathaway's mind is an irregular, wavering thread picking crooked stitches through the Station.]

( Ilde and us were hard at work while you all were gone. We'd like to treat you to dinner tomorrow. )

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[polyphonos]

( We suppose if you wanted to go back to your universe, it might be possible after. But the symbiote would still be with you and time doesn't stand still where you come from while you're here. )

[Planets turn. Children are born. Wars are fought and lost or won.]

( This is it. )

[wille]

[ There's no stopping the merciless flow of time. Changes are permanent. Wounds heal, but leave scars. Regret is unfamiliar, unwelcome, but there it is. ]

( So it seems you've saved me, not just from your enemy, but from the end of my world. I don't know how I feel about that yet. )