Don'tcha hate it when multiverses are closed off from each other? Someone said before getting eaten by a rogue worldage. Probably.

Nita snorts.

/Yeah, not something that'd fly here. Free will's been declared 'worth it', even with what choices we end up making sometimes./

As uncomfortable as the notion was, she'd had a conversation of this kind before, analyzing her own motives behind using a psychotropic spell...

That wry grin comes back as Nita places things together.

/I didn't bring you here for a fight, if that's what you're thinking. So, you don't know of the Speech, then? Since we're mutually intelligible, but the languages are still... distinct./