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[passingthrough]

[Kitty is currently exploring her new prison and looking for anyone she might know by walking through walls and dropping down through ceilings or rising up through floors in a building near you! She'll be doing this a lot through the hotel, but she's abusing the laws of physics all over the place, so keep your pants on just in case! Honestly, if you don't give a girl a network, you deal with the consequences. Or, more accurately, the people you trap her with do.]

Coming through. Anyone relevant to my interests here?

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[unbearablynaive]

[The Vision is in the greenhouse area, exploring all the fancy new plants that have overgrown it. It's a lot to take in, and a distraction is welcome.]

Ah, Kitty, welcome. Look at this lovely garden - it's rather larger than the one on the Twin Roses, isn't it?

[That's an understatement. The building is massive.]

[passingthrough]

[Vision may seem chill about seeing her, but she misplaced all of her chill. Maybe it got confiscated along with her claws. Her eyes widen when she catches sight of him and for a moment she feels frozen in place until he says her name. Her Vision is here. And with all due respect to Natasha and swoopy-haired kid, both of whom she was thrilled to see this is a pretty great discovery, because Vision was part of her crew. Her home. Her family.

She moves more quickly and solidly toward him until she's close enough for a hug. PREPARE YOURSELF, SIR!] What garden? [Her focus is elsewhere. But, no, she can see the garden. Don't worry.]

[unbearablynaive]

[And that was why he'd led with the reference to the ship. Kitty's getting a warm hug back and a big grin.]

Ah, I've missed you, my dear. I hope you've been well. Or--well, for me it's been a year since the end of the season, so to speak, but I gather for others it has not?

[passingthrough]

[It wasn't that long ago since she last saw him as everyone went their separate ways from the fleet. And yet she could totally understand the feeling of missing him even with as little time as she remembers passing. It didn't take a lot of time being thrown into a new world she wasn't expecting to miss her people.]

A year? [She's bewildered and yet of course he was. Of course. When have these places ever played it straight and narrow with the timeline?] No, I never made it where I was going. I was in the fleet one moment and here the next. A whole year?

[unbearablynaive]

A whole year. Wanda and I were married and caught a ship back to Naviadna. We built a home together and--lived our lives, I suppose. A little dragonet adopted us; her name is Thistle and I believe she is with Wanda at the moment.

[To just live their lives away from life-shattering crises? Amazing. And yet he doesn't look sad to be here. He's happy, healthy, energetic. This is a new challenge, and he's thriving.]

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Wow. That's...wow. [She's seen people come back with years more memories before, but never quite like this. It was always back home and often bad.] And married that's incredible. Congratulations. [To think they were out there living their lives as he called it. The dream she believes. And then this. Always back to this.]

Vision, I... Wait, a dragonet? Are we talking tiny dragons here?

[unbearablynaive]

Thank you.

[He smiles brightly, making an approximate size estimation with his hands. Apparently it's less than a foot tall and about a foot and a half or two feet long.]

Yes. We're not sure if she's a baby and will grow larger or if this is her final size. There are so many creatures there from other worlds that it's all still poorly categorized, despite how long the place has been inhabited. She likes to bring us flowers, so we've named her Thistle.

[Adopting a pet together is an important step in a relationship, especially for reproductively incompatible people.]

Ah, but enough about me. What do you think of this place? What are your concerns?