Bella has her hands clasped behind her back. Sometimes she reaches for Sherlock without thinking, and right now there is something she is not allowed to touch curled around his shoulders.
[Bye, thanks,] Bella says to the admin, and she looks at the clutter in Shell's old apartment and kills a pentagon to wish all the miscellaneous objects into a bottomless box in a corner, and then heads back into Milliways.
"I'm gonna check the Belltower for notes," she says. "In case anyone else has been in."
Pop. Pop. "Nope. I'm guessing less than a second has passed in Atlantis in the last while, or there would be a check-in from Shell Bell; everyone else could have just failed to find doors."
"I wonder if I should try forcing to Atlantis. Probably not worth the star, though, we don't have any urgent correspondence. And also I need to wish all you typhoid-carriers to be not. Especially Jane, she'd get everybody."
Snuggle. [So,] Bella broadcasts to whom it may concern, [I'm not contagious, but Sherlock is, and the admin started remembering Soph-things when he walked into Downside. So we can conclude that if people in other Jarvised worlds remember Soph it's because Jarvises are contagious with each other and worldmates. I'm gonna see about containing that, especially because when Jane's back online she'll get everybody and a number of them would not appreciate that.]
[Yeah, okay, I didn't make, like, super-close friends with any of your offworld visitors really. It'll kinda suck if Jane doesn't remember me, but... I dunno, Jarvises can catch her up from assorted camera angles? I bet she can adapt okay.]
[I don't see Jane being anything other than accepting of your existence, and she'll probably quite happily install all the appropriate counterfactuals,] says Juliet. [For that matter she probably wouldn't mind that much if I didn't inoculate her at all and she had to install supplementary memories the other way around. It's her spreading it around to poorly-defended Bells and so on I'm concerned with.]
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[Could you wake her up long enough for me to ask if she wants to stay that way?]
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"Huh," she says. "That's new." She curls her tail up around Sherlock's neck. "And not completely awful."
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She looked up what genets look like; but she never got to meet her.
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Bella has her hands clasped behind her back. Sometimes she reaches for Sherlock without thinking, and right now there is something she is not allowed to touch curled around his shoulders.
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And she disappears with the usual golden flare of a daemon becoming part of their person for a while.
[Since we're here,] Sherlock says to the admin, [would you mind pinning her on?]
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"I'm gonna check the Belltower for notes," she says. "In case anyone else has been in."
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"It's a major contributing factor."
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