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“Mmmmm… yes. Original Amun.” Not her Amun. She knows they’re different, thinks its only by way of circumstances. The Amun in Caido is inherently different than the Amun in his original world. And some Outlanders have died and been brought here, so they are second versions, second chances, second children. “To be? a copy?” The idea is fascinating and yet ludicrous - possible only through magic. “You mean like Ronin -?” Trailing off, she adds some miming and space-sounding (ha, if she only knew!) sound effects to indicate creating his astral projection.
Because what we’re going to find out is that no one has told Wessex about the Outlanders being copies.
“Oh, so you were exactly like Ronin in the stars, and now you’re on Team Voice.” Making a delighted face, she mock tsks at him. “Safrin must haaaaaate you.” The star lady is the jealous sort, she can’t even begin to imagine how he got away with it. And suddenly she’s quite interested in that idea, half-rounding on Amun from the ground, rolling over towards him with another question on her tongue.
Because what we’re going to find out is that no one has told Wessex about the Outlanders being copies.
“Oh, so you were exactly like Ronin in the stars, and now you’re on Team Voice.” Making a delighted face, she mock tsks at him. “Safrin must haaaaaate you.” The star lady is the jealous sort, she can’t even begin to imagine how he got away with it. And suddenly she’s quite interested in that idea, half-rounding on Amun from the ground, rolling over towards him with another question on her tongue.
WESSEX
