fourth. text.

[torrefied]

In the interest of having it completed some time this century, I'm taking over the project to create a guide document for new arrivals.

[And he's starting it from scratch, no thanks to Chris.]

If you can tear yourselves away from telling ghost stories long enough to reply, I'm interested to know what information you found most helpful when you first arrived, as well as what you would have liked to know sooner rather than later.

Comments

[torrefied]

[Well, she's not wrong.]

I don't know. Probably just a way to get the document loaded on the phones once it's finished, but I'm guessing Hope would need to do that, since he's the one who distributes the phones to begin with. Why - is there somethig I'm missing?

[enchangement]

An explanation of the Gods. Examples of what they've done.

Otherwise, no.

[torrefied]

[That's something no one else has mentioned yet, actually. He murmurs a quiet, wordless agreement.]

That's a good idea.

[And then he adds, almost begrudging, nearly an afterthought:]

... Thanks.

[enchangement]

Welcome. [ River grins. See? Friends are helpful. ]

What name do you answer to?

[torrefied]

... Mello.

[It's not the only name he's ever answered to, but Mihael Keehl feels like a boy he used to know a lifetime ago, and none of the other names he's answered to since then carried the weight that this name does, a weight built with blood and determination.]

You still answer to River?

[enchangement]

Yes.

[ She doesn't point out that it's her name. Names are weird, fluctuating things. She understands that they change. ]

It may always be River.

[torrefied]

It may not.

[People don't always need a secret mission to reinvent and rename themselves.]

You'll let me know if it changes?

[enchangement]

Yes.

[torrefied]

Good.