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I'm surprised the rest of them don't complain about it more. They're the ones who are so into it being a part of themselves, as if they're...different people or something. I'm far more concerned with them putting machines into our bodies than the powers.

I understand that, certainly. [ A beat. ] You're correct, it's curious they aren't...concerned with such things. None of them have expressed any such issues? Truly?

They definitely haven't told me if they're disturbed about it. [ In a very "god these fucking teens" tone. ] Maybe they're too distracted by having a whole new world to perform to or something.

New world, new accolades... New attentions from people who've never experienced such miracles...

I can see why it would draw one in.

It's just the way this world is, too. It's so behind on pop culture that just the way we act seems new to them. I think the other gods are just savoring that...even if in the end it's not that much different than how people would react back home.

[ From her perspective, anyway. ]

I suppose. People are used to superheroes, but not... the way the gods are, the way they influence and create the spirit of the next century.

It's unsurprising, that this would be novel to them -- which in turn feeds the way they act.

Mm. [ Just thinking about the various ways she's dissatisfied with her peers. A familiar topic. ] For "superheroes," a lot of the imPorts look like they're more interested in being superstars. I really shouldn't be surprised.

Isn't that the way it often is? Give someone a taste of power and... they often abuse it. Not everyone can be...oh, Captain Britain, or anything of that sort.

[ Jesus, David. That's an obscure, dated reference, isn't it? ]

I just don't see why they'd rather do that than something that actually has a real impact. But at least they're not hurting anybody with it. [ Not like Woden! That scumbag! ]

Excluding the obvious...

Yes. I think...they really enjoy the rush of frivolity. Who wouldn't? This is a place with no responsibilities. No more fate, no more destiny... I can absolutely understand.

I don't know if I'd say there's none of that. [ She says, somewhat bitterly. ] It's what I'm still trying to figure out. The talking heads, and all that. I wouldn't be able to believe that all of that is nothing here.

That's...fair.

[ A soft chuff -- half a laugh, and half a sigh. ]

This is why I value your perspective. It's...refreshing to have another perspective.

What, there weren't any other Pantheon researchers around? [ Kind of dry. ] But, honestly, there must be somebody studying Persephone's cultural impact here or what Lucifer showing up means or...that sort of thing. There always is.

None quite like you. Or with your perspective.

[ It's said just a touch hastily. It's not flirting, exactly, but David does admire Cassandra.

Only professionally, of course. ]

Not here, and not like that. They're writing op-eds about how this Lucifer compares to the rest, or gossip about Persephone's love life. Academic study of imports isn't... really quite to that level. Whatever we do is probably going to be the most legitimate foray into the study.

I mean, your perspective does change when you become the thing you're studying. [ Stated very matter-of-factly. Lucky you, David, Cassandra has never been socially adept enough to pick up on things that aren't overt. ]

So basically the same tabloid drivel from back in London. Of course there's always that, too. [ Her least favorite thing! Well, one of them. ] The academics are going to start at some point. We might as well kickstart it.

[ A soft, amused scoff. ]

Are you ready to start an academic revolution with me, Miss Igarashi?

As if we weren't trying to do that already? [ She hadn't really thought of her previous recruitment of him and other collegues back home that way...but it sort of was. ] Well, we're in it now.

[ He laughed. ]

And hopefully, we'll find success here, yes? I'm afraid I don't know how our little endeavor is going at this time back home. I...we only just spoke at my house. You seem to know far more than that.

[ She sighs. Yeah, she does. She's not sure how much she wants to tell him, especially considering the connection between him and Woden- well, what she thinks the connection is. ]

I'm...only a few days ahead. I think you know most of what I do. [ Not necessarily untrue. ] So we'll both have to see what happens here, and hope the Porter feels like sending us back into something that isn't a complete mess.

Oh yes, I suppose so.

[ A beat. ]

It must be a rather...full few days, then. Things to be...chaotic among your peers in a way they weren't, before.

Ha. [ She sounds pretty tired. ] Yeah, it sure is.

[ ...But if she's weighing what to tell him, she might as well figure out if he does know anything. ] I mean, has Dionysus told you anything new? I think you've talked to him. He's the only one from...around that same time.

[ When he died. ]

Not really? [ He paused, but then followed with a slight chuckle. ]

I don't think he's likely to confide in some old man he barely knows. I...have had only one or two conversations with him. I think I bore him.

[ or trigger him. ]

I don't think anyone actually bores Dio. He's absurdly welcoming. It's kind of ridiculous. [ She means it affectionately, but probably just ends up sounding worried. ]

Uh, the point is that it's a mess. We're...trying to take care of the aftereffects here. You don't have to worry about it.

[ Maybe best to keep him out of the murderous mess she believes was caused by his son?? Yeah. ]

[ Dammit! Even masquerading as an innocent isn't getting him answers. ]

Until people supposedly come after me, certainly. [ It's touched with mild amusement. ] Sorry, you know me, always curious. I just...dislike being the ignorant one. It makes me jumpy.

You're telling me. [ Same, David. ]

...Look. We're just trying to play it safe. [ Well, she is. ] When we've actually figured something out, you're probably going to be one of the first people to know the details.

[ Once we've imprisoned your son! You know. ]

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