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[walksthebounds]

Jamie is . . . getting twitchy.

Beyond that door somewhere is his Home. It's close. He knows it. But he needs Joris to get there, and Joris - and Helen - aren't ready to leave yet.

And Jamie isn't ready to tell them about his hopes of getting Home soon.

So there they are.

In an attempt to stave off twitchiness, Jamie's doing his best to fill his time with as many activities as possible. Today it's toasting marshmallows in the fireplace. It's fun to see the rats make faces as the goo drips!

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[uquars_gadget]

"Yes," she nods sideways. She carefully moves the stick from her right hand to rest across her legs, and tugs off a marshmallow.

She eats it, grouchily. Might as well not waste her injuries or something. "I don't know why we don't. In general moving between worlds is supposed to slow things down, not speed them up."

[walksthebounds]

Jamie snorts. "They don't want us to die and leave inconvenient corpses lying about their game boards to get in the way of play."

[uquars_gadget]

Helen shrugs. "Yes, but you'd think They'd at least have to go about it in some sort of sensible manner!

"Not that They're sensible in any way or idea," she adds, clearly upset by the lack of logic. "It is not the way the universe ought to work."

[walksthebounds]

"If you were the evil force running the universe," Jamie says politely, "I'm sure you'd organize things differently."

And God help them all.