It's a good thing Intuition just became human, because she's needing that capacity for shrugs again.

"My presence here is not a thing of intention, but of circumstance. I can no more leave than you."

That isn't the whole story, of course. In a vaguely explanatory fashion, Intuition's body fades out into a twinkle of rainbows.



The faint not-voice comes from no particular direction. Inty is, after all, a landscape as well as a person. If being the latter provokes unpleasantness, perhaps the former aspect will be less intrusive.