The various laughable handlers of War and Peace with whom Aegis largely plays along, in addition to putting them on shuttles to get from place to place, schedule them time to sleep, for some reason. It is one of those times when Jane's message arrives, and Sue's in the room at the time.

"Huh," says Aegis, and she wishes up herself an illusion-daemon. She gets a large orangey-colored flying squirrel. "I think I'll pass. For myself, anyway."