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Helen is in the Bar! She's all curled up by the fire and has picked up an issue of Cosmopolitan that just happened to be lying around. Her pegasus is still sleeping in Helen's room.

So, Helen, comfy chair, Cosmo, tea, without Pegaus.

Feel free to distract her!

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"Sailing among the stars in different times - it sounds very mythical, but of course I would try it, if I knew that I can return where I came from."

She sighs. "When all is said and done, I have a little son at home, and I want to go back to him eventually. It's just that no time passes at my home while I am here. Whenever I return, it is the same moment I left, so I tarry here."

Helen tries to work that out in her head. "If you tarry here, no time will have passed at all anyway, right? Besides, we would all love to meet him here..."

Ginevra smiles~~; she just doesn't have a smiling icon~~.

"The problem with Cynric is, he's already got his lir, even though he's only one - lir are magical animals that Cheysuli warriors are intrinsically linked to. And his a a great big lion, so coming in here with a baby and his gigantic lion would be a bit awkward. It makes getting help very hard, even at home, I can tell you."

Helen Smiles too. "But people are used to seeing wierd things. I don't think you'll get too many questions. I mean, I usually walk around with a pegasus following me."

"Oh, but Lorrin is really huge - nothing like Melina. Or Teel, the lir of Aidan, my father-in-law. We'd probably scare the bar, and nobody would get to enjoy Cynric's company the way we enjoy Seth's, for example."

Ginevra seems a bit sorry about that - she does miss her son.

Helen sighs. "I guess the lion would be scary, wouldn't it? Well, good luck with it all and if you ever decide to bring him back, I would love to meet him."

"Oh, I am sure I will; and Lorrin won't eat the pegasus, I am sure of it."

Ginevra gets up, drifting away towards her usual booth, leaving the pot of tea with Helen.

Helen smiles. "I hope not. Have a good day, Ginerva! It was nice to chat with you!"

Helen returns to her curled up position.

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