a city and a mint who sleep very little between them

[self_composed]

Bella bikes to the airport on Friday. She gets a little reading done on her flight, then sleeps-on-purpose through the remainder of the trip, waking up precisely when the plane touches down. One nice bonus that she didn't even explicitly build into the power is that she can sleep at will in virtually any position; she doesn't have to get comfy if that's not convenient.

She steps off the plane, backpack full of her things over her shoulders, and stalks into the halls of LaGuardia, eyes peeled for Libby.

Comments

[self_composed]

"Oh? How?"

[prima_sequentem]

"Anti-spying ward."

[self_composed]

"Have you got one just generally? I don't know, you see, because I have never attempted to spy on you."

[prima_sequentem]

"I can't imagine why not."

[self_composed]

"As a general rule, I do not spy on people. I might do it if I had a good reason, but I never default to it."

[prima_sequentem]

"Good to know," says Libby.

[self_composed]

"I'd imagine. Are you going to answer my question?"

[prima_sequentem]

"Yes, I have an anti-spying ward."

[self_composed]

"But you said mine was the best you've ever seen. Did I do a better job of wish-designing or did I throw more magic at it?"

[prima_sequentem]

"Guess again."

[self_composed]

"You were trying particularly intrusive spying and ran into the edge of my brain? You weren't counting yours because it is not a ward you have encountered in the wild? Mine doesn't cover random people in coffeeshops and therefore has more juice to do everything else, so mine is only better within a limited context?" Bella guesses gamely.

[prima_sequentem]

"Not quite, but close," she says. "Mine is only active when I need it to be. It's not as pervasive as yours, but that's a feature, not a bug."

[self_composed]

"I can see how that might be useful sometimes. It's not my style, though."

[prima_sequentem]

"Clearly."

[self_composed]

Bella changes the subject. "How many people with native powers are there running around that I haven't heard about yet?"

[prima_sequentem]

"Lots," she says. "Or did you mean individually, not statistically? Not that many."

[self_composed]

"I did mean individually. You've probably done a reasonable job of filtering them for being interesting."

[prima_sequentem]

"Yes I have," she says. "Tell me, if I decided to hand you all of my secrets on a silver platter, would you take that as a good reason not to use them against me?"

[self_composed]

"That depends to a certain extent on what your secrets are and what you mean by 'against you'. If you have - I don't know, a minty little sweatshop where you coerce miserable third-world teenagers into making coins? That would be shitty, I would object. If you're asking whether being cagey is buying you some kind of insurance, like I'm going to be more inclined to not harm you if I think this might get me secrets, of course it isn't. By default I am not inclined to attack people. By default I am more positively disposed to people who tell me things worth knowing, and give me stuff I want." She shrugs. "And, if you decided to hand me your secrets on a silver platter, considering who we're talking about here, that would mean you were at least loosely sympathetic to my goals. Why would I want to antagonize sympathizers if I didn't have to?"

[prima_sequentem]

"Loosely sympathetic to whatever goals I imagine you have, because you haven't actually told me any big ones. Unless you really would like a planet for Christmas."

[self_composed]

"Yes, well. I don't know what you'd do if I handed you all my secrets on a silver platter, but I'm happy to rule out hypotheses like 'Bella wants to blow up the world'."

[prima_sequentem]

"Bella does not want to blow up the world. That much is clear," says Libby.

[self_composed]

"Anything else on the same list as 'blowing up the world' you'd like me to convince you I'm not interested in?"

[prima_sequentem]

"No, I think you're in the clear on that general score."

[self_composed]

"Then clearly I am a safe repository for all your secrets," teases Bella.