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Asar-Suti sits by the fireplace.

He's drinking klah and reading.

If she could read minds, she'd probably have kicked him. She hated pity.

"Sometimes it's just what you need. I'm used to it."

"You're strong and independent and from a very advanced world; you can probably take it without sufering too much of a culture shock. But you should meet one of the cars; they are very nice," Asar-Suti says, with a smile.

"Cars? Those things they have on earth?"

She didn't really approve of Earth, still.

"Yep. They look a bit like this - but the ones in the bar are black, and much sleeker," Asar-Suti says, turning into car-shape. There is suddenly much less space beside the fireplace.

Aeryn blinked, but was too used to his changes to register much more surprise.

"Are you operational?"

"Yep," Asar-Suti's voice says from near the car. "Gil drove me once, in winter, through the snow - it was eormous fun!"

"Well, he would be used to having such intimate contact with you."

She grinned.

"From what the cars say, drivers are truly very special."

Asar-Suti is not going to tell about Bonnie, Karr, the dolphin shape-shift and the pregnancy scare, but you can hear the grin in his voice.

"I wouldn't know. My prowler isn't a car."

She much preferred it to one.

Asar-Suti shifts back.

"What's a prowler like?"

"Pointy, fast."

Was there really any other way to describe it.

"It's hard to describe."

"Does it have wheels? Does it fly?"

"It flies, of course."

Cars were impractical.

"Well, it might crawl, being called a prowler, huh?" Asar-Suti suggested.

"Hmmm..."

She scrutinized him with the air of someone who was used to ignoring silly chat.

"I best be off and actually discover where my prowler is."

"Awwww - it flew away without you!" Asar-Suti jeers.

The nasty little purple god probably needs bapping on the head.

She doesn't want to end up as a funny shape, but does give him the prod of dooooom.

"Drannit."

Asar-Suti just grins at her brightly, making funny plane movements with his hands.

"Now I understand why people dislike gods."

She narrowed her eyes, a glint of annoyance in them. But she wasn't really serious.

"Yep, we are evil and mock other people's flying vehicles," he grins, agreeing.

"You wouldn't mock it so much if I landed it on your head."

She pointed out.

"I'd just shift out of the squished shape and into one more fitting," Asar-Suti retorts.

"One of these days I'm going to win an argument against you." She promised, as she walked off, lifting a hand in farewell.

"People do that rather often," Asar-Suti admits, thinking of Eska, Gil, Lochiel, and then some people...

He grins at her, and then watches her go.

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