At Aiden's house; New London, Britannia:
Persephone (to Nathaniel): Why the bloody hell are you staring at me, Nate? … Do I have something on my face?
Nathaniel (to Persephone): Who said I was staring?
Persephone (to Nathaniel): I did. Didn't you just hear me? It's very rude & frankly quite off-putting while I'm trying to make this pudding. Stir this. We're making an Apple pudding for dessert… So, what's going on?
Nathaniel (to Persephone): ...You mean besides CLANNG taking an interest in me, and forcing all of us to have to fucking move? Not much. How're you doing? I mean... You OK?
Persephone (to Nathaniel): Yes, I'm just dandy. Well, not really but I'm coping. I'll do whatever is best for everyone. I want to stay with Lily. She needs stability plus I like the little darling.
Nathaniel (to Persephone): Yeah. Me too... I know you're being all "stiff upper lip" and "whatever is best" and shit, but what do *you* really think?
Persephone (to Nathaniel): Personally, I want to stay here. This is my home & I don't like folks trying to force me to leave it. I'd rather take the fight to them. Make them run away & be on the defensive for a bit. If it was up to me, that is.
Nathaniel (to Persephone): Heh heh! Of course you don't wanna back down. You fucking Potter. ...I wish I knew what the right thing to do is.
Persephone (to Nathaniel): ... Well, you could at least find out what CLANNG wants with you. We can certainly guess why the ISS was looking at you...
Nathaniel (to Persephone): I have no fucking idea what the allure is. I assumed Maladori came across some old file of Hirri's about me.
Persephone (to Nathaniel): But, why now? you're hardly that interesting... Other than the fact that you have all that CLANNG knowledge rattling in that head of yours. You don't think that might be it do you?
Nathaniel (to Persephone): That would explain it, but how the fuck would they know? I mean, me, Zoe and Victor are the only ones who remember that.
Persephone (to Nathaniel): I don't know. It was just a thought. Here, give me that. Time to put it in the oven.
Nathaniel (to Persephone): Here you go. Hey... This might be a stupid question, and I dunno if you know the answer, But is there some way that someone would know about that other timeline?
Persephone (to Nathaniel): Only if someone told 'em about it. And, who'd believe them without proof?
Nathaniel (to Persephone): Heh. Crazy ass motherfuckers?
Persephone (to Nathaniel): Heh... Do you think Mars could adjust Starling & make her work for us? You know, like Tesla did with Oliver? She could then spy for us. Or would that be too risky?
Nathaniel (to Persephone): ...Oh. Shit. Seph! You're a genius! That is not a bad idea, and if anyone can manage it, Mars fuckin' can.
Persephone (to Nathaniel): Heh... Can I get that in writing?
Nathaniel (to Persephone): You want me to get that stamped at the notary public for you?
Persephone (to Nathaniel): Yes.
At Casino de la Renard; Nice, French Republic:
Ji Yong (to Yukiko): Good evening, Ms Kobayashi. Are you ready to depart?
Yukiko (to Ji Yong): Yes... I believe I am.
Ji Yong (to Yukiko): Very good...What should I call you instead of Ms. Kobayashi?
Yukiko (to Ji Yong): I've been using the name, Yuki Sato. That should suffice.
