Gaillard: . . .

Porcupine: . . .

Gaillard: This Contract doesn’t need your birth name or anything, right?

Miranda: No — any name is fine as long as it’s yours. Did it not work?

Gaillard: There’s supposed to be a flashy sigil, right? I didn’t see a flashy anything.

Porcupine: — —— !! — – — —- – —–

Gaillard: Ohhhh . . . !

It’s soundproofed.

Miranda: Of course. First line of defense against random people sneaking in and Contracting.

Gaillard: Right, well — any form of language should also do the trick, right?

Miranda: You mean writing? Beings can’t read.

Gaillard: No, not writing. I mean the one kind of language Ann Walker might forget even exists.

Gaillard (signing): I —

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