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[Aubri looks far more composed for this message than he did the last time he addressed the locket. His feathers are neatly groomed, all traces of dirt and blood gone. The alertness in his gaze is less stress-induced and more of genuine curiosity. The brand above his left eye -- a simplied Unseelie sigil -- is visible, though well on its way to healing. All in all, he looks much better than he did when he warned of Celegorm's march on Caer Glaem.]

It has not been so very long since many of us found our memories plucked from our minds and given to the public. Perhaps it is not so for some of you, but for me, it is rather unheard of.

[A pause] I wonder: do any of you know why this happened -- and why it happened to some but not to others? I was otherwise occupied during much of that time and, if it was said, I missed it.

[[This also serves as an open ACTION post: Aubri has taken up residence, for a good part of the day, on a patio at the Station. He has laid claim to a nice, warm sunbeam. For the price of good company, he'll share it.]]

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That, I have not figured out yet. [Aubri huffs a sigh.] I feel that it might have less to do with the rulers of this world and more to do with the stars themselves.

[Fair enough - he hadn't spent a lot of time agonizing over it himself. If he thought too hard about how things worked here, it just made him mad, anyways.]

I have never seen a star so small it could fit in the palm of your hand, but you might be right. Even if they are quiet now, they may do it again in the future.

Nor have I. [A pause, as Aubri considers his words next.] I do not believe that this -- whatever it is -- is over.

Certainly not. [Javik shook his head. He'd been here close to six months now, and like back home, one thing just lead to another. It was just as awful a waiting game here, too.] Perhaps you will get a better answer from someone else. I will leave you to your... research.

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