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This is Nate, you know what to do. I'll...probably get back to you.

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[abyssalarcana]

[The mention of the library catches her clear attention, as her expression shifts slightly. Her eyes become more focused on his, and she nods a little.

Could there be any reason to withhold information from him? To hoard the actual shapes and spirals for herself? Not really - not since Law has managed to convince her that these fragments really should all go to the same place, to be studied by mortals who might understand them. She has to remind herself to think of these people like Ironhold's Yugolothi researchers - mercenary academics who she doesn't trust fully, but who admittedly know enough to be helpful so long as they're given the right sort of coercion. Once all the fragments are gathered, it isn't like Nate wouldn't be able to just look at them himself. Might as well do so now, instead, and get a head start on understanding them.]

I hadn't heard much about the library. I didn't know there was script like this there, that's - well. It's exciting. Yes, all right. I'll send you an image of the one we have, if you do the same and send me one of yours. I can't do so right now, but I will when this dream ends. Send yours when you wake up and receive it.

[A generous offer from her, to give something without having received something first. But hopefully he'll see it as some tentative extension of her trust. Two people will be better at working something out like this than one alone.]

[nonscriptum]

[Nate is surprised by her agreement, given the way she was intent on haggling over language lessons, which tells him that she at least sees the benefit in utilizing whatever resources are available to her. He still doesn't really trust her, but he knows that the sentiment goes both ways. It's not all that dissimilar from the kind of respect adopted among thieves.

Acknowledgment, if not deference.]

Yeah. Yeah, I'll text you. [Comes the distracted response, and he chews his lip for a long moment.] Let me know if anything comes to you.

[abyssalarcana]

Good.

[Whatever seriousness there had been in her tone previously seems to evaporate. It's that attitude that Rey has stated she hates so much, where Caedra can go from a serious discussion, an important topic, to laughing and smiling in seconds as if she doesn't take any of it very seriously after all. But at least with this she seems genuinely pleased that she and Nate have come to an agreement. And truly, she's excited to make an attempt at deciphering all of those beautiful patterns, not only for any meaning they might carry but because it's one of those rare things she takes actual joy in that isn't somehow linked to another person's death.

Well. Or maybe it is. It could be! After how Law reacted when he touched it... there may still be hope for a meaning that excites her in that way as well.]

Sleep well, then, Nate! I hope the rest of your dreams are just as pleasant.

[She winks, and then vanishes, taking her alterations with her, leaving Nate right back where he was before her intrusion into his unconscious mind.]