voice;

[closerift]

I know we've all got lots to think about, what with another change of scenery coming very soon, so I'll keep this brief. If there is anyone here who...is mechanically-minded, then I would very much like to speak with you. Someone who might be able to build-...

[ Cecily sounds deeply uncomfortable, so rather than explain further, she makes a dismissive noise and exhales. ]

Please do let me know. ...And thank you.

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[fogsong]

I already have. [ In fact, she's starting a new one with just hard facts, none of her own personal opinion or theories throw in. The first will continue as it had before, however, to keep her thoughts, their history, and possible new facts in line. ]

I... should show you the location where I'm keeping my books from now on sometime. [ Just in case. ]

[closerift]

I'd like that, if you really don't mind. [ Just in case. But, Maker, it's torture to even for a second imagine Sharon gone again with no sign that she might return. ]

[fogsong]

I don't mind. We know better than to pretend I, or you, or anyone, couldn't disappear at any moment. [ It's a painful thing to consider but it's always at the forefront of her mind nowadays, a constant buzz of anxiety. ]

[closerift]

We do. [ ... ] Just let me know when you're able to show me, then, and I'll be there.

[fogsong]

Yeah, I’ll give you a call when I can. And.. in case I don’t in time, I’m painting new symbols to lead you to it and my personal stash. [ She sends a photo of three simple circles, painted at the base of a building, out of sight unless one knows what to look for ]<\ small>

[closerift]

Fair enough. [ Good to have, in case... Well. She doesn't want to think about that. ] But I hope you'll try and stay so you can show me yourself.

[fogsong]

If I could glue myself to this place, I would. [ She can only offer Cecily her desire to stay, nothing else. ]