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[campanas]

Pen' was just going to go practice singing. (She likes singing. The words are all lined up for her already and she doesn't get them wrong.) But this doesn't look like the practice room. So it's probably the magic restaurant.

Pen knows about the magic restaurant! You can go in it, and get food or things to drink (she has bracelets!) and then you just go back out the door and it's been no time at all and you're right where you went in.

She goes in. She is going to have cake.

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[aestrix]

Privately, the mother informs Rose, We are worried a pet bunny would be accidentally stepped on and it would break his heart.

It's hard to bring things aaaaall the way up here! We don't go down that much, so any food I got would spoil before I could get more, explains Pyranir.

[beheld_beauty]

[Perhaps,] Rose suggests to the mother dragon, [a large winged bunny would be sufficiently maneuverable and easy to keep track of?]

She does not poke holes in the flimsiness of the food explanation for Pyranir.

[aestrix]

Certainly. If such a creature exists - perhaps some time in the future we could have one as a pet.

She doesn't know that Rose can just make animals. There is no expectation if Rose doesn't want to, here.

[beheld_beauty]

[My second daughter wanted a griffin. None are conventionally available as pets, so I made her one. As long as I'm here... Well, I would need to call in my husband to help me with the enchantment, but it is more likely than not that he would not mind. Though perhaps it would be best saved for when I am already about to leave, and I do not think that Pen is done flying with your daughter or that her mother would appreciate my leaving her unattended.]

[aestrix]

The dragonness peers at Rose, a little surprised! Certainly. That would be fine, she says, after a moment. Thank you. We don't mind waiting.

Mommy, asks Yvae, once she's done playing on the hoard of treasure. What are the dragons from other worlds like?

I don't know, dear heart. I've never met one, she replies, reasonably.

[beheld_beauty]

"In Thilanushinyel, there are only a handful of them. There was a near-extinction and they are coming back slowly and with magical help," says Rose. "They come in various sizes and colors, but being dragons, they are of course winged and quadrupedal and scaly and much larger than a human. Several of them come to Bell parties when we throw them. I have not met a Chronicle dragon, although Glass, who you saw, counts at least one among her friends. I think Materia may have dragons, but people who are not originally from Materia are not advised to visit it. It has - unkind laws of nature."

[aestrix]

Oooooo, says Yvae. Then she looks up at her mommy. Can I go meet some? I want to see! There might be another purple one, like me!

Her mother snickers, a little. Perhaps, but not to Materia, on Rose's recommendation. She only just got here, though - don't you want to learn more about her world?

Yvae thinks about this, for a little while, then looks at Rose. ... Is it mean for me to say I want to meet the dragons?

[beheld_beauty]

"I do not mind. I'll go put a Janepoint somewhere, and while I'm doing it she will ask dragons if they want to come here and meet you. Perhaps they will."

[aestrix]

Eeeeee! squeals Yvae, doing a little hop and flying around the home with excitement. She gets to meet dragons! Other dragons, from other worlds! Eeeeee!

Pyranir nuzzles Rose, a little. I like you. Don't worry, Yvae's just rude.

That gets him a face, from his sister. Am not!

Are too! replies her brother.

They would continue on like this for a while, unless interrupted.

[beheld_beauty]

Rose does not interrupt them. She teleports into orbit around the nearest star that is not the sun of this planet, checks it for sapient life in its system, finds none, and deploys an orbital Janepoint with a self-contained environment so visitors do not strictly need to be able to survive in vacuum very close to a star.

And she puts out the query.

[pythbox]

Of the Thilanushinyel dragons, Elasirae is curious enough to go and visit the strange world.

[beheld_beauty]

Back to the dragons' cave teleports Rose. "Elasirae is a Thilanushinyel dragon - in fact, he is an alt of Lazarus, who you met earlier - and he would like to visit. Jane can bring him here now if you would like."

[aestrix]

That would be fine, says the mother, after a brief consultation with her mate.

Yvae is so excited. Absurdly excited. She even stops arguing with her brother to flap around the room, making a little, Eeeeeee! as she goes.

It's around this time that Procellor lands, finished with his overly complicated 'distraction' and updated on what's going on. His mate has informed him of it all - he's fine with an otherworldly visitor. Yvae goes and cuddles him in greeting.

Daddy, daddy! There's going to be a dragon from another world! We get to meet him!

So I've heard, he says, snickering a little.

[mind_game]

[Say when,] Jane tells Elasirae from her point in Thilanushinyel.

[pythbox]

"Um. When?"

[mind_game]

And here he is in this as yet unnamed world!

[pythbox]

He blinks and looks around.

"Goodness," he says, with almost exactly the same intonation that Lazarus used when he said exactly the same thing on first seeing the local dragons in Milliways. "Hello."

[aestrix]

Eeeeee! says Yvae, really only a continuation of what she has been saying in preparation in a slightly louder sound. She flies up to Elasirae, giggling and looking at him. Hi! I'm Yvae! I'm a dragon and I've never met one from another world before!

Procellor snickers, from nearby. I think he's noticed the 'dragon' part, little one.

Maybe if there's a lot of other worlds there's a reverse daddy somewhere? muses Pyranir.

Oooh! Yeah! And he's a human that goes around looking like a dragon! Yvae replies, excited.

Welcome to the world, says the night colored dragon. Our hatchlings are excited, please forgive any rudeness.

Ha! says Pyranir. Mommy says you're rude!

His mother replies, I did not say which of you was being rude.

That gives Pyranir pause. He decides to go cuddle Rose, pouting just a little.

[pythbox]

"I've never met a dragon from another world before either," says Elasirae, peering from dragonlet to dragonlet. "Although I have met all of the dragons from my world." He glances at the night-coloured dragon and adds, "None of them are as sparkly as you."

[aestrix]

The lady dragon preens, just a little, at the compliments. Thank you. I do enjoy being unique.

This seems like a good excuse for wing-draping from mate. Yes, she's quite gorgeous, he's very pleased with her! And other suitable mush.

You've met all of the dragons from your world? Yvae asks, incredulously. She has not connected the dots between Rose's earlier words and the actual dragon from that place right there in front of her. If I tried to meet all of the dragons in the world it would take forever! There are a lot of dragons.

[pythbox]

"There aren't very many dragons in Thilanushinyel," he explains. "Less than thirty."

[aestrix]

Oooooo.... says Yvae, looking all guilty now. I'm sorry!

Pyranir sulkily pipes up, See? Rude!

Yvae makes a little sad sound, and drops to the floor, drooping her wings. I didn't mean to!

Procellor decides now is the time to interfere. Yvae is scooped up and cuddled. It's alright, little one. We're not graced with good tact from hatching.

Cuddles would ensue. Pyranir decides it's his turn to talk to the strange new dragon!

Hi! he says. Do you like bunnies?

[pythbox]

"I don't know," he says, blinking. "I haven't thought about it."

[aestrix]

You should, says the apparently junior member of the bunny appreciation club. They're adorable.

[pythbox]

"They are small," he concedes. "And fuzzy. But there are lots of other small fuzzy creatures and many of them are also adorable. Like poofs!"