our interactions with mortals are often limited

[dark_light]

Isabella is interviewing shades. It's easier to control PR from here - if she doesn't want to send one back to the living, she doesn't have to, and anything they tell their dreaming friends is hearsay twice over with no chance for soundbites or recordkeeping - and they have nearly as much up-to-date information about their worlds, if she picks the right ones. Simultaneously, Jane is feeding her books and news articles and her personal impressions of the things that have gone on recently. (Isabella already planted ansibles in all the other subworlds with Internets for her.)

Comments

[bellfounding]

Kiss! "Very eventful."

[tearingup]

"Yeah. Like I said. A lot of sex. And a few cups of tea in between."

[bellfounding]

"You and your tea."

Now she tastes like tea. With lemon.

Kiss.

[tearingup]

Ripper currently tastes like cherries! Lucky they don't have to match.

He giggles. "I love you so much."

[bellfounding]

"I love you too."

[tearingup]

Snugglesnugglekiss.

[bellfounding]

Kisskisssquirm.

[tearingup]

Ooh a squirm! Bella has the cutest squirms. They must be vigorously snuggled.

[bellfounding]

That is one of several things you can do with a Bella-squirm, certainly.

[tearingup]

That's true. There are more.

[bellfounding]

He should go through all of them in some kind of sensible order!

[tearingup]

Yes. He will do that thing.

[bellfounding]

Oh good! She is so pleased. More squirms are generated.

[tearingup]

Perfect.