outer_divide | [Audio] - Monday, Week 49

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[Audio] - Monday, Week 49

He's kicked the spider's nest, foolish boy. 'Ware the splinters.

[Haruka takes it conservatively, for now, and goes with "it's on the move" rather than "it's likely to go away"; probably safer that way.]

Any suggestions for what we should do when the splinters show? Or where they may show, so that we can be ready for them?

Be cautious.

Heh. Not what I am best at, I admit. I will try.

Thank you, obaa-san. ... do you have a name? No one has ever told it to me.

A name? I had one, when I was a girl. I traded it to heal what should not be broken.

[There's a brief pause.]

The boy might know it. He knows many things. But his name is secret.

Which means I can't ask you who he is to ask.

[Sigh.]

Not even a hint? It would be good to know to who I am speaking. More than just obaa-san.

You may call me Delphi. It isn't my name.

Like the other Oracle?

[What? She has a had a good education. She knows the Greek myths. Haruka makes a face, not that she can see it.]

That sounds impersonal. But if it is what you prefer. Delphi-san.

You pay attention.

[She sounds inordinately pleased.]

It's less disheartening than Cassandra.

I am glad to please.

[It feels a little like pleasing a favored teacher or a cared for but dotty old aunt. Not that Haruka has actually had either of those in a long, long time, but still. She's pretty sure what that feeling would be like.]

Take care of yourself, Delphi-san.

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