#dreaming

"Betaine is tomorrow."

Jessica v1 has to think about that a moment, then nods. "It is."

"Thus."

"Yes," the flames say "Sorry, Jessica. I know you were hoping Clem could stick around but she's got to go back to the farm."

"Of course she does. I understand; it was good to see her, anyway, however long."

"Tis nice to see old friends, isn't it?"

"Yes. It's been good to see you too, Zara."

"Tomas sent me bug drawings... some kind of jungle internship?"

A soft smile. "Yes. I gather he's enjoying himself."

She smiles. "I must needs visit more oft. Forgive my scaring of the kinain... twas, I thought, necessary..."

"Yes" The fire sighs "Such a sweet boy. But with his sister attending that school for ladies... by her choice, Tomas grew restless and then... that offer..."

"mmm? Scaring the kinian?"

"He shall be an expert ere he's twelve, methinks."

"The one given refuge with the Liam."

"Oh, she has a nice voice" A nod

"But blood alone does not a Balor make. Thank goodness."

"Certainly not..."

"Ah, the dream is breaking apart. Jessica, if you want a quick answer to something, now's the time to ask.."

Jessica glances at Zara, hesitates. "Um... no. No, we ... I'd like to dream of you again, if I can."

"It was an honor, Lady." Zara bows to the fire, hand splayed over her heart,

"Well you probably will but it's not something I can always summon... but with conditions so right, it worked. Oh, " A frown "Before I forget, we need to investigate Tidemarch about this 'Whipping boy' situation that he apparently was ok with according to that horid ogre"

"I'm calling the Baron and Freeholders in for a meeting." A touch grimly.

Eyebrow.

"Thank you..." And the scene breaks up...as the dream ends.