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[beholding_archivist]

You have reached Jonathan Sims, the Archivist.

Due to being currently, and hopefully only temporarily, unavailable, I can not take your call at this very moment. I apologize for this inconvenience, but leave you with the option to leave me message so I can get back to you later. Thank you.

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[beholding_archivist]

I could offer a suggestion, but it's the sort of question that invites extensive debate.

[ And as much as he can enjoy a good debate, he'd rather not do it without tea - Or more pressing matters on his mind.

He shifts his eyes back towards his hand to continue watching the other man work. Maybe another day, though. ]

[plate_builder]

I prefer not to debate something without a cup of coffee in my hand. But I did mean it in a metaphorical sense. Given the limits this place puts on my magic, he is bound to a very small sphere of wandering around me, but beyond that, he is a friend and companion.

[He's careful as he keeps going, another shard carefully fished out. They're now closer to done than started, so that's something.]

Mostly, he is. He helps out when he can. Especially in matters where my hands are not enough.

[beholding_archivist]

[ That sounds almost as if the cat is meant to be an extension of Reeve himself. Which has the potential of opening up a whole different line of questions Jon is rather reluctant to touch. ]

Creating him was a conscious decision, though? I mean- He didn't just show up out of nowhere. That's not something that happens to people where you're from. You created him through magic.

[plate_builder]

[Not... an extension. Not fully. Only when Reeve chose to exert himself through the creature. Truly his own being.]

Yes, a perfectly conscious decision. I must be very deliberately intending to Inspire a thing. And my gift is, as far as I know, gone in my world save for myself. But it's complicated. People with gifts like myself tend to hide what we are. He's still a living being, though.

[beholding_archivist]

Hmm.

[ It's a simple noise of acceptance. A unique talent, then. ]

I think I understand. Others here have to hide their abilities as well. It doesn't seem easy for any of them.

[plate_builder]

Life is usually difficult, and for each in different manners.

[There. The final shard out. Which earns Jon another smile.]

That should be better.

[beholding_archivist]

[ Jon simply offers a nod at that observation, having little to add to that while he watches the final piece of glass leave his hand, followed by the wound closing. Some of the wounds left by the larger shards remain visible and may well end up with further scars, but what's a few more of those by now anyway.

He gives an appreciative nod while closing his hand into a fist and opening it a few times. ]

It is, thanks. Guess it's best to head out then.

[ Before he decides he ends up too scared about messing it all up even more. ]

[plate_builder]

[It's almost weird watching them heal without the green curl of mako. But he lets it go.]

Definitely best. Come. I promised to walk you.