15th metal . private messages

[godsays]

[ Private to Chris ]

Do I have to kill him?

[ Guess who just woke up and saw the kerfuffle. Zero to rage in thirty-one seconds. ]

[ Private to Cassel ]

Are you well enough to make metals? Because if so, I'm going to ask for pewter, iron and steel.

If not...

[ He doesn't finish that. ]

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[heisrisen]

[He hands him a muffin next.]

Strange how?

[godsays]

Past hungry to the point where I'm not hungry again. Past refreshed to the point where I'm not refreshed again.

[He attacks it bottom first, pulling off little chunks.]

[heisrisen]

[Interesting. It sounds like the opposite of leaving stasis, the rush of resuming time right now to the molecular level exhilarating even for one of the Risen. Time had still pressed on Zane, his body simply shut down, indifferent to it but not insensible.]

It should pass. No one we spoke to reported any particular lingering effects.

[godsays]

[He focuses on eating. - But he already knows there will be lingering effects, if not physically. It was too sudden, not to. Too unexpected.]