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It has taken painstaking calculation -- several months or more, by the way days are counted in the bar -- to ensure that the passage of time between their worlds is reckoned in the way that they all need it to be.

Moiraine has exchanged more than one carefully coded message with Nynaeve, by now, and is certain of their alignment. Soon, very soon, it will be time to act.

Tonight, however, her errand is a much simpler one. The Aes Sedai glides into Milliways and, upon making a murmured inquiry of the bar, receives a small pack. She glances inside, and a satisfied smile curves her lips.

Moiraine collects the pack and makes her way through the room. Soon after, she is settled at a nearby table with a pot of tea.

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Something small and black-feathered attempts to steal the pack from her hands.

Or maybe he just dips his beak into her teacup and drinks.

A lot.

So much tea.

Possibly all of the tea. It is a thing.

Although her hand clenches tightly on the pack, Moiraine gives no other sign of concern - save for a very small sigh.

"Raven. A good evening to you, brother."

The sigh is belied by the slight smile that curves her lips.

"It is not so bad, perhaps."

He will allow this.

For now.

"Better with cookies, yes?"

"I might be surprised would you indicate otherwise."

A subtle signal with her hand, and Holly runs up with a plate of chocolate chip cookies in her paws. She squeaks imperiously at Raven.

Moiraine's smile is more pronounced, now.

Raven devours them almost before Holly has made it back to the kitchen.

Because he is good at that.

Food is great.

Then he drops into a seat next to Moiraine, human-shaped if also too skinny, and tucks her under his arm.

Comfortably.

"Possibly it is best not to suggest I do not surprise you often enough, little sister. Yes?"

"Perhaps it is only that I am paying close attention this evening," she counters.

Moiraine does not resist being drawn, instead resting her head briefly against his shoulder.

"Might I also not wish to surprise you, from time to time?"

Raven laughs.

At least he also forbears ruffling her hair?

"This is, perhaps, also true. Less 'might', though, I think."

"Mmm," she replies - if one could call such a neutral sound a reply.

He blows a raspberry at her.

Because he can.

The Aes Sedai sighs, and smiles at him.

"How are matters with you?"

"Mostly not so boring, I am thinking. Many worlds are for having gods that are dicks, so."

He helps make them less like that! Sometimes permanently!

She arches an eyebrow at him.

"And you find this entertaining?"

He grins.

"Some people are very funny, yes? When they learn how to be afraid."

Moiraine tilts her head, considering him.

"I have not generally found fear to be a particularly amusing emotion."

He snorts.

"That, I think, is because you know how to be afraid."

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"Mmm. I suppose you are right about that," she allows.

Raven laughs.

"I am for being very bad at it. So."

"So I have been given to understand, in the past."

Sometimes by Raven's own actions, in fact.

He beams.

"It is not so bad a lesson, that."

And not a very arduous one, either. Comparatively.

(Um.)

"And often a necessary one," the Aes Sedai murmurs.

Raven wrinkles his nose.

"That is not so much untrue, I do not think. Most days. For most people. Flesh is tricky, and so is mind."

"I would not disagree."

A considered pause falls between them, as she sips her tea.

"Would you say that one is more tricky than the other?"

"That, perhaps, is a question for circumstance, yes? They are not so unconnected."

He inhales another cookie. Okay, maybe two cookies.

"Or for philosophy, I suppose, which is more suited to the sisters of another Ajah entirely."

Moiraine gives a very slight shrug and lets the question pass.

He snorts. Loudly.

Ajahs.

"Minds are trickier, I am thinking, if you are for wanting to preserve them. Or possibly not to be noticed."