Sixteen.

[silvestris_mage]

[Filter from the Drones]I feel like...I may have missed something. Last thing I know, I was practicing my archery out in the back, and then the fake Da came out, and

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[is_an_island]

What sort of cookies?

[silvestris_mage]

Well, all sorts. I think there are sugar, and something called chocolate chip- it's labeled by the package- and then, oatmeal raisin. And...M&M?

Anyway, do you want some?

[is_an_island]

Oh, well, I mean, I'll try some, but not for your sake or anything. If you don't mind or anything.

[silvestris_mage]

D'you want me to bring them over? Or you can come and get them. I don't mind.

[is_an_island]

Oh, well, I couldn't possibly have you do all the work.

I'll come over. What's your address?

[silvestris_mage]

Well, it's not much work.

I'm at 1665 Nelson Street.

[is_an_island]

I'll be there in just a bit. Really, you're just down the street. How remarkable.

[And that he is, knock knock.]

[silvestris_mage]

[And here's Daine, opening the door!]

Hello, then. You want to come in?

[is_an_island]

If... If you insist, really. Quite nice of you.

It's a nice house, I mean.

[silvestris_mage]

Well, I suppose it is. I keep trying to hide the pictures on the walls, but they keep reappearing.

[She's going back into the house now, leaving the door open for him to follow.]

[is_an_island]

[And closes the door behind him like a gentleman.]

... You know, you seem familiar.

[silvestris_mage]

[Daine stops her walking- perhaps it would be rude to just...run away from someone while they're talking.]

You do too.

[is_an_island]

It... It appears so.

... Though, do you quite recall from--where?

[silvestris_mage]

[Recognition in three...

two...

one.]

Odd's bobs! The wall.

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[is_an_island]

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[is_an_island]

Are... Are you sure you're not mistaken?