Sunny remained silent for a while, looking at Nephis with a somber expression. Eventually, a dark smile appeared on his face.
"Do tell."
Neph sighed, then stood up and started gathering the dirty plates. Her movements were calm and unhurried, as if they had not been discussing matters that could very well decide the fate of the whole world.
"Help me do the dishes?"
Sunny blinked, amused by the mundane banality of her request. He lingered for a moment, then shook his head and went about giving Changing Star a hand. As they cleaned the plates in the cold water produced by either a Memory or the Ivory Tower itself, she started talking:
