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[lingeringhope]

[Hope's voice is clear and clipped.]

If you would like to leave a message, you may do so here. I can't promise to respond. I have many demands on my time, and this sort of thing is far down the list. Still, if you would like to, you may.

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[wipedclean]

The fireflies. Are they yours?

[Because he's got a bone to pick with you, Hope.]

[lingeringhope]

No. They belong to Delight.

[wipedclean]

[Oh. Well he's surprised at that, but it's good to know who did it.]

Delight.

[Clearly he's not happy about this.]

Then I will speak with her.

[lingeringhope]

Try to be polite. You humans are always so rude.

[wipedclean]

Her fireflies made my friend forget to eat.

[He's not inclined to be polite.]

[lingeringhope]

How foolish of them. Your species needs food to live.

[wipedclean]

[There's a startled silence where he realizes this "god" really doesn't understand.]

He's not doing it on purpose. The fireflies are making him forget.

[lingeringhope]

That's not what the fireflies are made to do. Your friend needs better self-discipline.

[wipedclean]

It doesn't matter what they were made to do, that is what they are doing.

[lingeringhope]

Then you ought to take care that he doesn't keep that many fireflies.