He's gonna change her like a remix, then he'll raise her like a phoenix

[otomechapilot]

(For a second, there's a certain gathering tension in the network. Both bewilderment and fear. It comes to a head in a single, piercing telepathic cry, not quite a scream, over the network.)

Oh my GOD, what did I DO!?

Oh my god I nearly killed Hebe! Is - was Hebe one of ours?! Was Atlas? Athena? Nike?! Kallias!? The manticore!? Doctor whatsisname was definitely one of ours but I just -

Oh god oh god please tell me I didn't kill any of ours.

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[otomechapilot]

Working on it. I - I expected to at least be myself.

Don Orlea told me about the many worlds thing but not that I might not be myself.

[fridgeninja]

Ah.

It's definitely more difficult when you're not expecting that.

In any case, killing us isn't something to worry about too much, since we all come back now. Natives of the worlds we visit probably don't.

[otomechapilot]

For most of the monsters that probably doesn't matter, but I met at least a couple who were... people. You know.

Proved it to me pretty easy. I think he - there was this manticore, and he dragged people away to a doctor on a cart with... her... help.

...does the park with the rides mean we did it? Whatever we were supposed to do?

[fridgeninja]

If I have to guess, I'd say it looks like Chariot-san thinks we were successful.

[otomechapilot]

Chariot. Uh, which is that? Moving forward?

(There's a shift in her cognition of the events, as she works the idioms into the context of what she actually saw.)

...meaning that we changed things so that version of Greece would never explode that hard ever again.

[fridgeninja]

That's right.

At least, not until our next visit.

[otomechapilot]

Very funny, mister.

(...it was a joke, right? Sara hopes so, anyway.)

[fridgeninja]

It might not happen.