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"Another friendly dream visitor?" Helen signed. "Ariadne," Dahlia finger-spelled with a nod. "Yes!" Clara exclaimed, pumping a fist in the air. "So she did become a minor deity, right?" "It felt so," Dahlia nodded. "No god of wine?" Victoria raised an eyebrow behind her coffee cup. "No," Dahlia shook her head. "But she did say something about my... brother being on the way." "Your brother?" Helen signed, visibly surprised. "Can we assume he's on our side, then?" "Seems reasonable." "That would be a nice change," Victoria scoffed. "Pretty much everybody's tried to kill us so far, except for the creepy ghost lady... Still no idea who she is, by the way?" "It wasn't Ariadne," Dahlia said. "At least, the woman I saw in my dream looked nothing like that old lady." "Don't look