An appointment with heirtothearcane

[chiron_survivor]

Adia sits eagerly in the waiting room of Viatorus's office, a small notebook and pen in her hands. Surprised that the dreamwalker had agreed to meet with her so soon after Khan's invasion, she leapt at the chance anyway. The anti-violence was restored, after all, and Isidor surely wouldn't have let her brother return to the Nexus if any danger remained.

In a way, Adia, too, was restored, freed from a filthy settlement and returned to her spaceship. She is once again dressed semi-professionally, her hair clean, the mottled bruise on the left side of her face the only reminder of her close call on New Caprica. More importantly, her heart is filled with hope -- hope for her people's future, and hope for her own.

Absently doodling a tulip in the corner of her notebook, she glances up every so often at the office door in anticipation of it opening. She can't wait to talk to Viatorus about the possibility of a research lab in the Nexus, one that caters to both magic and science. Oh, and maybe she should mention Iphigenia's idea of building a shrine to their gods in the Nexus, too...

And her nightmares. She's supposed to ask about how to stop her nightmares.

Her excitement tempered by the unpleasant reminder, she scratches out the tulip while she waits. By the time Viatorus arrives, it's nothing but an angry blue blot.

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[chiron_survivor]

She wonders a little at the softness of his acknowledgement. Was she too effusive with her praise? "i'm glad she's making friends, too. The Nexus is good for that. But I'll bet you'll always be her best friend." Considering how protective Isidor is of her brother, she's not about to trade him in for some shiny new friends. As for what it's like to be an only child, it's her turn to fall into quiet thought. "It was a little lonely," she admits. "I was very close to my parents and they made a lot of time for me, but it's not the same as having another kid around. But it was nice not having to share their attention... or my toys, I guess. And I didn't have to worry about being teased or picked on at home. I could relax and be myself."

Adia looks a little surprised by his question. "Yes. A few papers, actually. My thesis was on the genetic variability of the flu virus... not super exciting, but it helped me to graduate."

At least Viatorus doesn't have to worry about Runa being a sleeper agent for a race of genocidal robots. That often doesn't make for a happy marriage. "That's good," Adia says quickly, trying to ease his nervousness, as well as hers. "She sounds great. The, um, the flowers were a nice touch to your waiting room. Very pretty." She tries to find something else nice to say about a woman that she has never met, then blinks at the implications of Runa having been in Viatorus's office in the first place. "Wait, does that mean that she knows about the Nexus?"

[heirtothearcane]

Viatorus smiles gratefully at her kind words, an expression which turns a little sympathetic at her next words. Something she says causes him to brighten, his brow lifting in interest. "Are you close to your parents?"

"That's one thing I do wish I could help science with, a good flu vaccine. But they have to keep changing it for some reason, don't they? And magic can only help so much with a common cold."

It's certainly one less thing to worry about. His hair bounces as he nods at her question. "Isidor wanted her to come here and meet some of my friends. Truth be told I think she was trying to test her," he admits as he returns to his seat, setting the folder on the table. "It didn't scare her or anything. She's always so... happy. Which is good," he adds hastily and fidgets again. "We... We have pretty different interests, but she's very friendly. With everyone."

[chiron_survivor]

Adia reflexively winces, her expression faltering. It's not the question itself -- Adia likes sharing memories about her family. It's the present tense that stings. But it's not like Viatorus knows any better, and she hates to squash his improved mood. With some effort, she smiles again, but it's bittersweet. "We were very close, yes. My dad was always a good listener. My mom was very outgoing, but she made an effort to do things with me at my pace. They took me everywhere, they taught me all sorts of things..." She chokes a little on a lump in her throat and reaches for a tissue. "S-sorry. I just... I miss them a lot. The didn't survive the Cylon invasion."

Work, at least, is safe to talk about. She pulls herself together to answer his question about influenza. "They do, yes," she says, proud of Viatorus that he's familiar with the flu vaccine. "The genetic material of the flu virus is unstable so it mutates frequently. The vaccines have to keep up with the changes. And forget about the common cold, there's over 200 different viral strains that can cause one."

It takes her a moment to shake her look of surprise. "That's... that's good, then. That she knows and isn't scared. it's not a secret you have to carry around. I, um, I was seeing someone up until recently, but I never told him about the Nexus. Partly because I haven't told anyone on my world about the Nexus, but also... I don't know, I didn't feel like I could share it with him. This is better, that she knows. I hope I get to meet her sometime." Her smile returns, only to be lost again in the wake of his fidgeting. "Different interests? How so? Do you mean her baking?" She leans in worriedly and asks in a hushed tone, "Is she bad at it?"

[heirtothearcane]

Her wince is mirrored by Viatorus once she explains his faux pas. "I'm so sorry, Adia. I-I-I should have- I'm sorry. I just… I'm not very close to my parents. I don't know what that's like. Your parents both sound wonderful, though. Kind and considerate."

Getting an annual flu jab is not something Viatorus is likely to forget. Some things even a wealthy mage can't avoid. "I would have thought an unstable virus would be a good thing for us. It sounds like it would be easier to overcome not more difficult."

"I'm not sure if I would have told her right away if Isidor hadn't insisted," he admits quietly. "It, um, it helps a little that my family isn't in a war. Things might have been different for you otherwise. I'm sure you'll meet her, too. She wants to meet all my friends and make even more… She's very excited about the Nexus."

The worry Adia shows gets a small, breathless laugh and he shakes his head. "No, she's… she's not bad at it. Except for a strudel she made once," He comments with a sheepish smile. "The filling was so tart and the pastry disintegrated… B-But other than that, her baking is good, it's fine. It's just that… She takes lots of classes in things I… don't do. Or know anything about. Like crafting with paper, or refurbishing furniture, or gardening… Everything she does is so different from the things I do."

[chiron_survivor]

"No, it's okay," she says reassuringly, even as she wipes at the corners of her eyes. "You didn't know." How could he possibly know how many billions of lives were lost when the Cylons attacked for the second time? Her eyes clear quickly, however, and she feels a bit guilty for that. Shouldn't she cry more over her loving parents than the three months she spent with a man who ended up breaking her heart? But losing her parents is a simple grief, a wound that aches deep but heals clean. And it helps to talk about them. "They were. They took good care of me... i'm sorry you don't have that kind of relationship with your parents. Are they also mages? They must be very busy."

"That's not how our immune system works, unfortunately." She says it without condescension, eager to explain things. "Any time we're exposed to a virus, we make antibodies specific to it. That way, if the virus shows up again, the antibodies will recognize it and our immune system will fight it off right away. But if the virus changes, then the antibodies won't recognize it and we get sick all over again." It's a little more complicated than that, but there's no need to delve into antigens and B cells to explain the basic idea.

"Telling someone about the Nexus is a big deal. I don't blame you for wanting to put it off." War does breed secrets, but Adia doesn't look particularly convinced that things would have been different for her and Will. "I'm impressed at how excited she is. I look forward to meeting her, then."

It sounds to her as if the issue isn't so much Runa's differing interests, but her extraversion in general. "You know," she begins timidly, "My mom was a lot like that. She was always taking classes at the recreation center, or going to parties. My dad wasn't into any of that... so a lot of times, they each did their own thing. But I don't think that caused them any problems. They were very happy together."

[heirtothearcane]

"They are." His fingers twist as he wonders on elaborating, but instead smiles. "We're all very focused on our work. I don't think they'd be as good at doing things with me as your parents were with you... Did they teach you how to cook? O-Or ride a bike?"

As someone who grew up around academics and experts, Viatorus would not hold a note of condescension against Adia. It seems a normal enough thing for people discussing their respective fields. "That sounds... tiring. Can't we... gather the flu together and contain it? I suppose that's too simple. You would have thought of that already."

"My family see it as similar to walking into the Fae Realm. Only less dangerous." It takes him a minute to realise that may not be much of an explanation, so he jumps to add, "It's only as important as any other scholar's work."

Viatorus listens and his thumb rubs his knuckles. "Did they... Did they ever say how they met? Or... why they got together?"

[chiron_survivor]

Somehow that's more unfortunate, that his parents wouldn't be good at doing things with him even if they made the time, but the sad look on her face could easily be mistaken for continued grief over losing her parents. "My dad taught me to ride a bike, and both my parents taught me to cook... not much from scratch, though. They both worked full time. Not as much as yours did, I'm sure." The last thing she wants to imply is that her parents were just as busy as his and yet still made plenty of time for her. "My mom was a literature professor, but she didn't have classes in the summer."

Nothing short of a Nexus LOL would cause Adia to speak to anyone, let alone Viatorus, in a condescending way, but she does smile a little at his idea of gathering up the flu virus. "I wish it were that easy, but with viruses like that, prevention is the best bet. We haven't had a bad breakout in a long time."

"Your world has a fae realm?" She forgets about the topic at hand for a moment, surprised and once again eager to share her knowledge. "I just learned what that is from someone in the Nexus. Have you been? Do the fae ever come into the regular world?" The Nexus does sound less dangerous than the Fae Realm, by comparison. Or maybe the difference is in who resides there.

"Oh... um, yeah, they told me." Not through an arranged marriage, that's for sure. Maybe her parents' differences don't make the best anecdote. "They attended the same university... a friend of my dad's dragged him to a house party." She smiles faintly at the secondhand memory. "Dad liked parties about as much as I did, so when they got there, he made a beeline for the snack table. My mom was in charge of keeping the chip bowl filled, so he just stayed there and ate chips and talked to her. Then, right before he left, she asked for his number." Her smile turns wry. Her mother was a lot of things, but coy was not one of them. "They were together ever since."

[heirtothearcane]

That is exactly what he'll assume. His parents' absenteeism wasn't an issue, considering it wasn't an option. It was what it was, clearly Adia is upset over what shouldn't have been. "That sounds really nice. Did you go on holidays together?"

He nods his understanding and then tilts his head. "Is there prevention you can use other than general hygiene?"

"We have one, but I haven't been. They do come into the world, but my ancestors clashed with them every now and then. Each would try to outwit the other. Eventually they ended up with a truce, though I can't remember how. Mostly we just avoid each other where we can. You don't have Fae?"

A smile flickers across Viatorus' face. "That's a really nice story. It's really very sweet."

[chiron_survivor]

"We did. The only vacations I spent without them were at my Nana's -- my father's mother -- during the summer. Otherwise we'd go all sorts of places together." She smiles wistfully at the memories. Nostalgia is a kind of sadness, in some ways, a longing for the past, but it's easier to bear than pure grief. "My favorite was the Dionysia. Do you still have that on your world? My mom would get tickets to our favorite plays. Even my dad would go, although he wasn't much for theater otherwise."

Some other snooty academic might dismiss Viatorus's question immediately, proclaiming that if there was some other form of prevention, they would have discovered it by now, but Adia mulls over the possibility in thoughtful silence, giving it the consideration she believes it deserves. "Aside from good hygiene and vaccines, you'd have to ease up on domestic animal production. That's where it mutates, you know. In huge flocks of chickens or pens full of pigs. It goes around and around until it jumps into the human population. Viruses like that thrive in close quarters."

Adia listens with a small frown on her face. "Why were they clashing with your ancestors in the first place?" Were humans doomed to not get along with anybody else? She dwells on that thought a moment before Viatorus asks about her world. "No. We don't even have the concept of Fae... the closest thing I can think of are the old myths, but those are spirits living in our world, not a separate one. What are they like?"

It is sweet, and now Adia regrets her earlier advice, more than ever. She should have told him that falling in love is the most wonderful thing. It wouldn't have helped him at all, but at least she would have been honest. "I always hoped I'd meet someone that way. That we'd lock eyes at a party and know that we were meant to be together." She twists absently at the ends of her scarf. "But it doesn't always work out that way."

[heirtothearcane]

"My family in Greece holds one every year," he tells her with an equally wistful smile. "I'm sure it's not the same as it was in ancient times, but... the intention is there. I haven't been very often. Did you have a favourite play? Or actor? O-Or year?"

"It... mutates in pigs?" This is news to him, and not the easiest thing to wrap his head around. He thinks under his bewildered frown before asking, "Do the animals get sick too?"

"Fae like power and magic. So did my ancestors. My bloodline and the Fae sought both from each other, but... not in the most noble ways." His lips twist and his brow furrows. "I hear that Fae are... difficult to deal with. They speak in riddles, and hold you by your words, not by what you intended to say. Some are good, most are not, so I've heard. They're like... like forces of nature. Like the wind, they blow one way and then another." He's quiet for a minute. "One of my ancestors was a Planeswalker who went to many different worlds, he did portal magic, but he always tried to stay away from the Fae Realms. When he settled into a new home with his family he found that there was a Fairy hill in his grounds, and one of their paths walked right through his land. He was so terrified they would take his children that he did everything he could to close that door. His wife had to stop him from using dynamite and blowing it up entirely."

Adia's confession gets a gentle smile. "No, it doesn't. I'd... sort of always hoped I'd have met my future wife in a garden at night, with flowers blooming. Maybe near a pond." He shrugs and ducks his head to hide his embarrassed smile. "I've watched too many movies, I suppose. It's not often real life is so... romantic."

[chiron_survivor]

Her entire face lights up at his reply. It's the first she's heard of it still being celebrated on Earth... in Greece, naturally, but she's learned to expect that country's name to pop up when discussing her religion or culture. "That's wonderful. My favorite play was... oh." She blushes a bit before admitting, "Orpheus and Eurydice." Hello, incredibly obvious subconscious. "I know it's a tragedy, but it's so beautifully told... one year they had a modern adaptation and had a famous pop star play the lead. It was really something else... how about you? Do you have a favorite play?"

It's news to a lot of laypeople, and Adia doesn't mind explaining. "Have you ever heard of swine flu or bird flu? These are variants of the influenza virus. They do make the animals sick, and then anybody who comes in contact with the animals. It's a big problem." Or was, anyway. No large populations of domestic animals in the Colonial fleet. "Did you know that you can pass the flu onto a cat? Swine flu, anyway. But not dogs."

Adia listens closely, fascinated but also a little afraid of his description. "I don't think I've met one, then. Or at least not the way you're describing them. What did your ancestor eventually do? I think I would have moved, if I were that close to such dangerous neighbors."

"That's beautiful," she says sincerely. "That'd be a lovely place to meet someone special." She bites her lip, wishing she had something optimistic to say about real life and romance. "You know, um... it wasn't love at first sight for me and Caspar, either. We were friends... good friends, but I didn't even know that he had a crush on me until my birthday."

[heirtothearcane]

The play of choice gets a gentle smile from Viatorus. Somehow it makes her nightmares a sweeter, kinder thing that they tried to draw on something she so loves. "Oh, um... I'm not sure... The Birds, maybe? It's a silly play, I know, but I do like the idea of kingdom in the clouds."

Viatorus shakes his head when she asks him about swine or bird flu. Apparently he's missed a fair few things while locked up in his study. "Cats?" He straightens in his seat, concern on his brow. "I have a cat. I should make sure she gets her shots."

"He insisted they stay at another house while he tried to get rid of the Fae. He, um, vanished though. While he was working. So I suppose the Fae are still there and no mages live in the house."

"Did he tell you?" He asks before he realises and ducks his head sheepishly. "Sorry. You don't have to say. I mean. I was just curious."

[chiron_survivor]

Although she was glad to talk about her nightmare with him earlier, she's relieved that the conversation does not return to it. "The Birds?" she repeats, before inwardly frowning at her confusion. She forgot for a moment that his world is not her own, despite the similarities. "I don't know that one. What's it about?"

On the one hand, she hadn't meant to cause him undue concern with her bit of influenza trivia. But it's good to keep one's pet vaccinated. "Your vet will know which ones she needs... is she an indoor cat?" She smiles hopefully. "Do you ever bring her to your office?"

Well, that's not ominous or anything. Are condolences needed if it's an ancestor instead of a close relation? "I'm sorry to hear that," she says anyway, to play it safe. "And after how worried he had been... do the Fae ever visit the dream world? Or is that separate from their own realm?"

"It's okay," she says quietly. "I'm the one who brought it up." Why, she has no idea. She's in no position to offer advice on relationships. "He had a bouquet of tulips delivered to my room. Which is, um, kind of a big deal, to have flowers delivered to a spaceship. Anyway, when I saw him later, he didn't have to say anything. I knew." She smiles at the memory, more sweet than bitter. For whatever reason, it hurts less now to share it. "I guess... sometimes it is like the movies, a little bit."

((I am visiting family for the holidays and didn't bring my laptop so I'll likely be slower than usual with tags until later this week.))

[heirtothearcane]

Watching old Greek plays was a past time of his childhood and despite his good memory he finds his recollection hazier than he'd expected. "It's about two men who want to find a better place to live than Athens. They go to a king who turned into the Hoopoe bird for a better life. Then they convince all the birds to make a kingdom in the clouds that will inspire awe from men and block the gods from reaching the earth. It's all a little bit silly."

He nods and gestures to the door. "I keep her in my room when I'm consulting. In case anyone's allergic to her. It's all right though. She likes sleeping as much as I do."

"Thank you," he says with a small smile. Honouring ancestors is never a bad thing, whether or not it's expected. "They can. There are plenty of stories of Fae walking through dreams, and I think their world is quite like the dreamlands. I haven't met any, though."

Viatorus smiles and sinks into his seat, relaxing with the smallest sigh. "That sounds beautiful. Very romantic. Very symbolic. How lovely to need no words, just a bouquet of tulips."

((No problem!))

[chiron_survivor]

The description makes Adia smile, as unfamiliar as it is. "A kingdom in the clouds sounds a little like being in space... well, an ideal version of being in space, anyway. There was a luxury liner in our fleet... you would have liked it, I think. Even people who weren't into outer space enjoyed traveling on that kind of ship."

"Oh..." She looks over at the door longingly. It's been a long time since she's seen a cat, and she loves meeting people's pets. "Um... well, just so you know, I'm not allergic, so if you ever wanted to let her out and about, that'd be fine with me." She smiles at his little joke before asking curiously, "Do you think cats can dreamwalk? I feel like if any animal would be good at it, it'd be a cat."

And it sounds like the Fae are good at it, too. Which unnerves her, after the way Viatorus described them. Nightmares are bad enough without the thought of a dangerous being lurking among them. "I'm kind of glad that there isn't any evidence of them in my world," she admits. "They sound intimidating. I'm good at riddles, but not when I'm put on the spot."

Viatorus's reaction reassures her that it was a memory worth sharing. "We were friends for so long, and..." She laughs self-consciously. "I guess I was really that clueless. The tulips said more than words ever could." She shifts in her seat, releasing some of the tension in her posture. "I questioned nearly everything about Caspar, after I learned that he was a Cylon. But not that."

[heirtothearcane]

"I've never been to space. Only specially trained astronauts can go to space in my world. And maybe dragons or gods or spirits… I'm not sure about that though." His eyes lose focus and his voice softens as his imagination grabs him. "I guess a big space ship would be like a castle in the clouds… It might even have a better view."

The hopefulness is hard to miss and it gets a smile from the scholar. "Would you like to see her? Then we could ask her."

"I think they're hard to find anyway, unless you're looking for them, and they want to be found." It's about as much reassurance as he can offer, but it is reassurance. Who knows what people they might meet in the Nexus, after all. As a child he was warned with tales of the Fae and as an adult he was able to read the journals that served as warnings of their own.

Viatorus is happy to stay quiet as Adia recalls her lost love, propping up his head with his palm under his chin, a dreamy smile on his face. "That's terribly romantic," he says afterwards. "Like waking up from a dream into an even nicer one."

[chiron_survivor]

It's a common refrain from many of the Earths she hears about. Limited space travel. Why her own world has such advanced space travel but similar levels of technology in other areas is such a mystery to her. She watches his dreamy expression with a small smile. "I wish I could invite you on board the Chiron but it would raise too many questions... maybe someday, after we find Earth?"

"Okay!" Adia chirps enthusiastically before clearing her throat. "I mean, sure, if that's all right with you." She wonders if he's being serious about asking his cat if she can dreamwalk, but doesn't say anything at the risk of sounding foolish. It doesn't matter anyway, she's excited to see a cat again, no matter how ordinary.

That does make her feel better, the uneasy look in her eyes disappearing. She's not as worried about meeting notorious characters in the Nexus, as the AV field does offer some protection (when it's working, anyway), and she still thinks of the Nexus as neutral ground. At any rate, she's content to let the subject drop. She has enough to worry about without adding scary fairies into the mix.

"It sounds nice, doesn't it?" She looks away briefly, feeling oddly guilty for having experienced the thing that Viatorus so obviously craves. She wishes that she could tell him that he can still have his romance, that love can blossom as easily from a friendship as an enchanted evening in a moonlit garden, but she doesn't want to give him false hope. Runa sounds like a lovely young woman, but an arranged marriage starts things off on such a weird note... at least in Adia's opinion. She returns her gaze to him and smiles sadly. "Early on, that's what I dreamed about... the flowers, and our week of being together. It was almost worse waking up from those dreams. But I miss having them."

[heirtothearcane]

The apologetic slant to her words gets a gentle smile. "That would be nice, but it's all right if you can't. Usually I'm the one wishing I could take people places. Into dreams, usually. I'm happy to hear about it. And dream about it."

"Of course. I'll only be a minute." He smiles as he gets up, the door opening at a lift of his hand. It doesn't take him long to return with a small ginger and white tabby in his arms that stretches out, digging her claws into his tie. "She's very playful so she nips sometimes, but hopefully she'll behave for you..." He rubs her head as he tries to untangle her from his tie. "Her name is Lyra. Would you like to hold her?"

There's a bittersweetness to hearing the precious memories Adia has of Caspar, but they are her memories. He can only live vicariously through them, but he suspects that's all he'll ever get so it will have to do. Besides, he is happy for her, that she had those moments. Especially when she has had to go through so much. "That's understandable. The sweetest dreams are the hardest to leave behind. You'll have them again, though, I'm sure of it. Or maybe even better ones."

[chiron_survivor]

She's touched by his gracious reply. All too often, she wishes she could repay the generosity of her friends. "I'm back on my spaceship, at least, so that's a step in the right direction. It's no luxury liner, but we have an observation deck."

Adia eagerly turns in her seat so she can see the cat as soon as Viatorus retrieves her. "That's a lovely name," she says, giggling when Lyra attaches herself to his tie. "Oh, she's very cute. Yes, I'd love to hold her -- one second." She quickly unwraps her scarf and tucks it into her pants' pocket. No need to tempt the cat with the delicate material. She holds out her hands. "Okay, I'm ready."

If she knew the full extent of his thoughts, she'd recommend that he find someone else to live through vicariously, someone with a successful romance that has spanned many years. Not that she is in any position to judge, she's the Orpheus and Eurydice fangirl, after all. A tragedy can make the romantic moments all the more sweet. "Thanks," she says softly. "As cliche as it sounds, I'm going to spend time on myself for a while before I even think of entering another relationship. I could have saved myself some trouble if I had done that the first time around."

[heirtothearcane]

"Is it still nice to look out at the stars? I think that would be pretty special. I've made dreams like that, but I don't think they were very realistic."

Lyra trills quietly as Viatorus hands her over, but she's perfectly happy to go from one set of arms to another. At first she sniffs Adia, getting familiar with the new scent, then she headbutts the young woman's chin. Viatorus laughs, brushing off a few stray cat hairs. "It looks like she likes you."

"That's a good idea." He nods and takes his seat again. "I... don't really know what it's like to... go through what you went through, but you deserve to have a break and find some happiness."

[chiron_survivor]

"It's very nice," Adia confirms. "You can see a lot more of them. They don't twinkle, though, because there's no atmosphere in the way. What were your dreams of them like?"

Carefully, she takes Lyra into her arms and cradles her gently, marveling at her soft fur. She positively melts when she's headbutted, rewarding the cat's friendliness with a gentle stroke along her back. "Who's a good kitty," she murmurs happily, untroubled by the stray hairs. After a moment or two, she returns her attention to Viatorus, although it's hard to not be at least a little distracted by a friendly cat.

"Thanks... that's kind of you to say." She's well aware that he doesn't know what it's like, but she doesn't hold that against him. "I hope you find happiness, too. With Runa," she adds quickly. If he's really going through with an arranged marriage, she's absolutely not going to advocate for some sort of loophole. "I, um... I mean, I don't know anything and I'm the last person to give advice, but she sounds nice and... that's a good start. Sometimes." She looks down, suddenly finding something very fascinating about the pattern of Lyra's fur.

[heirtothearcane]

"Atmosphere is what does that? I'd never have guessed that." He settles back into his seat, expression becoming thoughtful once more. "They twinkle, in my dreams, and distance doesn't matter there. You can fly through galaxies that are like the most beautiful stardust, or see nebula and stars and suns and planets in all kinds of amazing combinations. Everything feels so close, even though it's so vast."

All the attention has her purring away softly and pressing against her good new human friend. If Adia is ever distracted by her conversation Lyra is more than happy to seek out her stroking hand and remind her of what's important here - Namely more petting.

"Thank you." He tries not to let his smile waver, but it's difficult. Adia is not alone in feeling like his situation is an awkward way to start a relationship. "She's gotten along well with my friends so far. I'm grateful for that." He ducks his head guiltily and rubs a knuckle between his fingers. "I think it's just... It feels strange. To be meet this stranger and be told she's going to be my wife. It's, um... practical. It didn't strike me how odd a practical marriage would feel."

[chiron_survivor]

"I wouldn't have, either, but an astronomy major explained it to me, once. You don't really notice, otherwise." She smiles, enchanted by his description. "That doesn't sound much like the view from my ship, but that's okay. Dreams are supposed to be more like a fantasy, right? Those were always my favorite ones."

Adia never had a pet cat, but she's well-versed in doling out affection to one. She keeps up with the petting, even as she tries to think of something to say in response to her friend's concerns. An arranged marriage is strange, to her, but to say so wouldn't be comforting at all (and culturally insensitive to boot). "It's, um... it's rarely done where I'm from." She looks away again, sheepish. "When I first met you, I thought that you were maybe from an earlier time period. But... anyway. That's good that she gets along with your friends. What do they think of her?"

[heirtothearcane]

"That's why I like talking to different people. There's always something to learn about the things we take for granted," he muses aloud. "They can be as fantastical as the human imagination. Which means they can be quite nonsensical, but sometimes that makes them all the more wonderful."

Viatorus responds with a sheepish smile and a shrug. "My family does like its traditions. We're old fashioned, even in my world." It's hard not to think of Adia as being from a far flung future with all its talk of technology and space travel. Honestly he's just glad she seems so normal considering all of that. "They like her, I think. Maybe in time it will feel more normal... I'm not sure how, really. Dating isn't normal for me, this isn't normal for me. Everything is new. Different... Did it feel strange for you the first time you dated someone?"

[chiron_survivor]

It's a refreshing, open-minded way to approach the world, especially for someone as sheltered as Viatorus. "Me, too... well, when I'm not feeling too nervous." She grins and gives Lyra a gentle scratch behind the ears. "I've always found, at least for me, that my dreams make sense while I'm having them, and only get all weird after I've woken up. Do they work like that for the dreams you create? What's the strangest dream you've made?"

"It is because of the magic?" she asks curiously. "Or, um, your family's history with magic?" His sister doesn't seem nearly as old-fashioned, but she's the one who has to interact with the rest of the world. She briefly wonders if Isidor knows about things like swine flu, but that thought is cut short when Viatorus asks about her first date. She blinks, hand pausing halfway down Lyra's back, before laughing self-consciously. "Well, sure. It was strange, and awkward, and nerve-wracking, too. I never liked dating." She blushes a little at her admission, but there's a smile, too, an amusement at her own foibles. "I always did better if I was friends with someone first. Then the dating didn't feel so strange."