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[prinsects]

If I might ask, has anyone ever tried requesting the return of a lost loved one as a boon of our fairy hosts?

I do fail to see any reason why they cannot do their precious guests the favor of so much as trying.

[It sounds neatly closed for a few moments. And then Alexia goes back in, as a lazy afterthought.]

While thinking over what I might like from home, if ever I had the occasion to request a token, I merely found myself puzzling over the rules our requests are to adhere to.

[She doesn't sound bitter, no - or really upset, not at all; it isn't really fair to be exasperated when one doesn't know the supposed reasoning, after all, and, well, she hasn't tried and thereby gotten an immediately exasperating response. Peering on the edge of scrutinizing the fact, on the other hand...]

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[erythristic]

Define "lost."

[prinsects]

Murdered. Actually.

[Alas.]

[erythristic]

My condolences.

[though she doesn't sound entirely sincere.]

Perhaps it simply has to do with ancient rules of magic, like how vampires cannot enter the house unless you invite them in.

[prinsects]

[Ahh, she don't need no condolences anyhow.]

Ancient "rules", or - ancient physics? If you're going to liken that to the vampire example, that certainly depends on the lore, Miss Sutcliffe.

[See? Let us move on into chatting it up.]

[erythristic]

Rules. Physics cannot explain the magic I've seen. [or what's she's wielded.]

[prinsects]

And I thought the Unseelie court did not care for restrictive rules. [That wasn't entirely seriously-stated. But there's a bit more seriousness to the next statement. If lightness as well. Thoughtful.]

Even rules are born out of necessity someplace.

[erythristic]

Even Unseelie must concede to a few rules, lest it be impossible to make anything work the way you want it to.

Though from your tone...are you considering figuring out a way to break the rules of magic?

[prinsects]

I am a genius, Miss Sutcliffe! And I don't suppose where you come from they also happened to use the saying about sufficiently advanced science.

As I'd said to Miss Dalles, it would be work to recreate here what I'd need to work at half my skill level in my usual fields.

So -- until the work can be done -- why not study in a new one? [The lightness is now a bit of a warm, contained brightness. What an idea, indeed - make it a study of exotic science.]

[erythristic]

[what a curious human. work to recreate it? there was a simple solution to that--two simple solutions, if she thought about it, but she can't fault them for wanting to do something new.]

And what are your usual fields, may I ask?