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Hvergelmir nodded, thinking about what she knew about Northern Europe and the cultures of its people. "Oral traditions like that certainly can be difficult to maintain compared to a book or two, passed down from old to young. But in cultures where the community was strong, and another people didn't come in to silence them, as I understand it, the stories often lasted quite well. We're fortunate." Much cultural wealth had been lost thanks to the deliberate attempts by Christians to obliterate it, of course. More was the pity.

And wasn't that true in the present day, too? Here was the Negaverse, trying to rewrite the history of a people by wiping out anyone who told a different story.

"Now, if you like," she offered. "Or any other time. My schedule is..." Hvergelmir looked away for a moment, then forced a smile. "I don't have a lot of obligations in my other life, so -- whenever's convenient for you!"

Hvergelmir smiled happily, shaking her head 'no'. He wanted to go! She was thrilled. Her Wonder may not have been in its best possible state -- cleaning was a loathsome project that was forever underway -- but to her, it was still beautiful. And Zippeite and Babylon seemed to have thought so, too. She so badly wanted Titan to like it.

"Oh, no," she answered his question, "it's as easy as -- well, it's as easy as standing up, to be honest." With a sly, sideways look, she clarified, "Speaking in confidence, it's perfectly possible to travel to space without standing up, of course -- but personal experience bears out that if you start out sitting in one place, there's no gaurantee you're going to have anything to be sitting on when you teleport to where you're going. The results really aren't pretty. So it's just better to stand."

So saying, she swept off the bench and to her feet. Hvergelmir extended one hand, palm up, the other still holding her coffee. "When you're finished your doughnut," she said. "And hold onto my hand till I say you can let go."