To the root

[Iron Dragoon]

"I'm not sure how many... And what do you have in mind Emily?"

[Anastasia]

Emily goes to the seed and checks right away.

"Four," Emily whispers, "Four charges."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa nods, "One for each was your plan? A fine plan, unless..."

Alyssa turns to Dolmaya, "You have changed your mind?"

[Anastasia]

"I haven't," Dolmaya shakes her head, "So you have an extra charge to use as you will."

[Iron Dragoon]

"It's one per, then. Emily, Jarem, Bastian, and myself. Unless one of you wants to pass? Or... We put more of our eggs in one basket, so to speak. Even out the power, or have a bigger stick?"

[Anastasia]

"We're committed," Bastian speaks up, a shake of his head. "Let's do this and finish it." He goes to the see, as do Jarem and Emily.

"Let's do it together, Alyssa," Emily smiles, putting her hand on the seed.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa nods and uses the Seed to give everyone a single charge!

[Anastasia]

It's like becoming alive another time. You become more in a heartbeat, a moment of reality growing smaller as you grow larger.

"Oh." Jarem's voice is odd, much too quiet. "I was such a fool to think I understood."

As the seed crumbles away, its charged spent, it is Bastian who withdraws his hand and says, "We must seem so small to them."

"This is how my mothers feel all the time?" Emily asks aloud, slowly, voice filled with awe.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa signs at the feeling, "I... Think it's a bit different for each one. Tied to what you govern. I'll let you all take some time to get sorted before we set out again. I have things to do here, and I'm sure you all want to get things straight."

[Anastasia]

Dolmaya watches it all as meanwhile Emily says, "There's so much to do," she agrees, before she hurries away.

Jarem smiles before he says, "Yeah. How can you not have so much to do now?"

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa smiles wryly at them, then focuses on Dolmaya, "You and I are my first order of business. Do you still want to be my Proxy?"

[Anastasia]

Jarem steps back as Bastian blurs back - incredibly fast - and leans against the wall. He holds up his fist, lost in a study of it as little ripples swirl around it.

Dolmaya steps forward, "It only makes sense now," she says at last, "How does it feel?"

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa smiles brightly, "No idea! I've never been one, nor have ever made one. Emily? I imagine Seira has a proxy? Do you think we could arrange a talk for Dolmaya with one about it?"

[Anastasia]

Emily looks up and with a soft smile, "I will and am now. Uncle Donald's telling me to tell Dolmaya to just do it."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa raises an eyebrow, "Well, I must admit, that's a fantastically convincing argument. Tell him a something a little more in depth would appropriate. We can get to him, or him here, easily enough."