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[ fourth wall continuations ]

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Well, maybe something can be done. To tell him what's good and bad and maybe he will listen. Most of the aliens I've met have started off bad but, once you find them a place to belong, then they become good.

I can't take care of the Iron Dimension if I can't take care of myself.

Xiao Wu.

[ he says your name firmly ]

You know what I'm talking about.

He may have already done too much damage to find it here.

I had to do it on my own.

But you're not alone here.

September has a son?

Mm. He's ten or so. Michael.

[keeps smiling, serene]

I haven't had the chance to teach him any games, though.

[ tilting his head up to look at September ]

I think we can work something out.

[ and back to kidlet ]

Would you like to play a game? You can shake your head yes or no, or if you think it really, really hard, I'll be able to hear it.

How sweet.

I can't imagine coming here as a ten year old, though.

[It's not so much the word 'yes' as it is a mental image of the three of them playing Monopoly. Sure!]

[...so curious]

He's . . . not much different than September is, when he turns into a child. He isn't able to speak, and has difficulty understanding spoken languages. Which isn't to say he's not incredibly intelligent.