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[Well then, this person seriously needed some spectacles.]

Heh, you alright there?

[Oh no, doing this over the network was just an awful idea in hindsight. How is he supposed to read these messages?]

[Thankfully the reply is mercifully short, so it doesn't take too long for Rick to squint and parse what's been posted.]

zi'm sgtsif noy. zi nokr my hlsddrd, iy esd my lsdy dry. zid hrtr domr you voulf hrlpz/

[squint squint]

[...Dammit, hand was offset! Let's try that again.]

I'm afraid not. My glasses broke, they were my last pair. Is there some way you couldhelp?

[Yeah, he's had that happen to himself before. Strangely it doesn't affect him much anymore.]

Some way? Well, I might have a spare set that I could change, but I'm not sure.

How did they break?

That could work, but one of the elnses is crocked. I need to get that fixed first and I don't know how.

[Take that last statement as you will--its interpretations are varied and all fairly entertaining.]

...A monster stepped on them. My fault, really.

HOW MANY FINGERS AM I HOLDING UP

[RUDE]

...How am I uspposed to tell from a text-only post?

Y'know if you can't see, maybe you shouldn't've done a text post.

...I;m not very good with cameras.

Are you a vampire?

[Not going to dignify that with an answer.]

You know I have enough trouble talking to people when I'm right next to them. Taking at a screen is...weird. I can't do it.

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Your spelling is really bad!

[..Thanks, Lorelei.]

I might be able to make some lenses, maybe. Um, but do you have an idea of what you need for them? It'd help. Especially if you have other glasses.

[Is it? Rick takes a minute to agonize over his first post.]

Oos, sorry. It's kind of hard to check.

I used to, but I lost them in the elevator shaft. I have the pieces of my broken lenses, though. Is ther any way you ocould fixthem from that?

Oh yes, absolutely! Having a bit of a reference helps a lot! Though if you can't see you're probably going to have trouble finding me to give me the pieces. I guess I should come find you.

[This can't end badly.]

Oh I'm not that blind, but...you're right, I shouldn't be moving around too much right now. Can you meet me on the first floor of the dorms? I'm at the terminals closest to the elevaators.

Better safe than sorry in this case, I suppose. That's not too far from here, I don't think. Give me a little bit to get back up there and we'll see what I can do for you.

[Rude.]

So you don't do FaceTime?

Okay, thanks! I'll stay upt.

[He keeps his word. There will be a blonde man waiting near the stairs, with blue eyes tracking whatever vague movements he happens to catch coming from that direction. Lorelei has distinctively red hair, at least. Can't be too hard to miss.]

Is that like...video calls? No, I can't do those. Nowt well, I mean.

[Although it might not really be all that visible, Lorelei cheerfully waves at the monitor ...thing, then heads on his way.

At least he doesn't blend in, even for someone with bad eyes. White, black and vivid crimson have a way of standing out. He's in no real hurry but neither is he particularly slow. Lorelei knows where he's going this time!

..And it's probably going to save some confusion that perhaps Rick won't be able to quite see that Lorelei's mouth doesn't move when he speaks.]

You're the fellow with the glasses, I hope?

[Rick squints at him as he approaches, uncertain as to whether or not this is indeed the fellow he's been looking for, but as soon as he's greeted he breaks into a more friendly smile.]

Ah--y-yeah, that's--yeah. H-Hello. [He gives Lorelei a small wave but, interestingly, doesn't make any attempts to move forward. He seems pretty content to just keep leaning on the wall there, don't mind him.] S-Sorry, I...sh--should've...uh...

[Yes yes, typical stammering greeting. Give him a minute.]

...I'm R-Rick. It's...n-nice to m-meet you...?

[Lorelei pauses at the stammering, not really thrown off, just ... interested, watching to see if it's a speech impediment or nervousness. The redhead's bearing is one of curiosity and good cheer, at least; there's no sense at all of malevolence or threat or even the grumpiness one of his isofons was so known for.]

You can call me Lorelei, most do. There's no reason to apologize! I'm here, you're here, we can get things fixed up no problem.

[Really, everything's just fine.]

I think you can just do a voice recording too.

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[He nods, thankful but, as always, very bashful about having so much attention drawn. Rick flushes red and shrinks into his shoulders.]

L-Lorelei....Thank y-you. [As he speaks, the blonde man searches through his pockets and starts producing what's left of his glasses--the frame, taped together and bent awkwardly in places, and one intact lens. It seems the pieces of its broken counterpart are in his other pocket.] I, ah...r-really a-a-appreciate the h-help.

I'm always happy to help, Rick.

[And he seems to mean it too. Lorelei liked helping people! Maybe it was because he could heal just as well as he could destroy. Carefully he reaches to take the glasses from the blond man and balance the one-lens pair in his hands.]

Is this the same amount of .. uhm, focus? In each lens, or is it a little different? Do you need more than one pair? I can make more if needed.

...Same problem. it just feels really unnatural.

Do you even talk on the phone?

[She just doesn't comprehend 'shyness' what is this.]

[Rick readily relinquishes the glasses when prompted, since that gives him another hand to collect the pieces of the missing lens with. It's not in too many parts--but seeing as the ideal situation is to be in one part, the problem is evident here.]

Y-Yeah. I think--uh, s-same f-f-focus. [They might be slightly different but he can't remember; it's been more than a couple years since his last change of prescription, so he hasn't had to check.] --C-Could you r-really? I m-mean-- [He chuckles softly with embarrassment.] --at the r-rate I'm g-going through them, I-I p-p-probably should h-have a-a-another set.

[Lorelei will take the missing lens bits too given the chance, just to be certain he has it right. He can't repair what's broken, but making new ones? Well. That's pretty damn easy.]

It won't be any problem at all. Having the pieces just means I'm making a more accurate second pair. Or third, or fourth, or whatever is needed.

[That stammer's still there, which might be why the Seventh Fonon is going out of his way to keep his tone as pleasantly reassuring as he can. He liked people, and if that's nervousness, well, he'll try to help. ..He would anyway.

The glasses - what remains of them - are turned over in his hands thoughtfully. A low but not unpleasant humming follows, and a peculiar warm golden radiance; in one hand he holds the broken remnants of Rick's old glasses, and in the other, a second pair rapidly constructs themselves seemingly out of nothingness and that gold light. After a few moments, there's a perfectly ordinary pair of glasses.

They're offered.]

Here you go. Let me get the other set.

[Lorelei is very good at creating duplicates of things, when he wants to.]

I try not to, but I can if here aren't a lot of people around. Texting s a lot easer though.

[Rick blinks and narrows his eyes critically at the offered pair of glasses. He's not sure what they are at first--all he saw was a flash of something, then a fuzzy thing that could have been his glasses but--no, they couldn't, his glasses were still in Lorelei's other hand, he knew that much.]

[Curiously he accepts them. His eyes widen with surprise as he holds them to his face to confirm, twisting them around in many angles but clearly not internalizing any information that might bring him, before finally slipping them onto his nose. The world comes into sharp focus.]

[A childlike grin tugs at the corners of his mouth as he looks, amazed, between Lorelei and the broken glasses still in his hand.] --H-H-How--?

[Lorelei looks terribly pleased at the reaction it gets. Nothing's quite as good as surprise and happiness mixed in! He waits to make sure they're actually working the way they should before anything else, and as there's no complaints it seems he's gotten it right.]

It's just a thing I can do.

[That's ... quite an understatement. He sets to creating the second pair. There's that golden light again, busily constructing the second duplicate.]

I can control a certain particle called the 'seventh fonon'. Through it I can do things like this, if I want to. It's kind of handy sometimes. My isofons could too if they practiced but I don't think they have been.

[As the radiance fades, the second whole pair is presented with a cheerful smile.]

But now that I know what they should be like, if you need other ones I can make them no problem.

[Rick watches the creation of his second pair of glasses very intently, now that he can actually see what's going on, and is possibly even more astounded than he was the first time around. Talk of fonons and isofons goes completely over his head, which doesn't concern him too much--Rick wasn't expecting to get a simple explanation anyways, even though he'd asked. The silly grin remains plastered on his face.]

--Th--That's--r-really neat! [He accepts the second pair and once again inspects them closely, though this mostly consists of swapping them with his current pair and playing with the hinges.] I--well--a-alright then! Thank you! I-I c-can't do a-anything...n-nearly this f-f-fantastic, but--if you n-need me for s-something, I'd be...more than h-happy to r-r-return the f-favor.

[Lorelei has left out the detailed explanations. It would be terribly indepth otherwise. Limiting it to 'this thing does that thing' seemed about the simplest he could make it, and as Rick seems content with that, it seems to have worked!]

I find it pretty useful! And you're more than welcome, it's nice to make something instead of just destroy it sometimes.

[His new role in the Tower: making glasses. This is okay by him.]

Well, if anything comes up then, I'll be sure to ask! I'm happy with just having a friend, in a place like this, really.

[Lorelei is happy to name anyone nice to him as a friend. Who needs more than that?!]

Oh while I'm here, did you need anything else?

[Rick's smile very briefly falters. Destroy them...? Was that supposed to be some kind of joke? He assumes it is and chuckles appropriately. Yes, Lorelei, what a fine jest! You are very silly. Also we're friends now, apparently, how could that possibly be bad? Rick is just very happy about everything right now.]

Ah--w-well I--d-d-didn't h-have anything in m-mind--d-don't want to k-keep you f-from a-a-anything i-important.

Weird.

[SHE'S NICE.]

[There's absolutely no clarification, and it seems Lorelei's forgotten he'd said it at all. He's too cheerful for destruction, surely!]

I don't really have anything important to do beyond exploring! Did you know there's a floor not far from here filled with slides, ladders, and hungry snakes??

[Guess where he was headed before he spotted that call.]

Well, I'm off then. If you need anything else, don't hesitate to ask!

[There are worse things!]

There's not a lot I can o about it.

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