[It makes sense that solidarity was easier to come by when all the Summoned were in one place, especially if some of them had to share the misery of confinement against their will. But it's funny how quickly that can fade once distance is put into the equation — suddenly lines are drawn, and loyalties are created, even if some of them are only assumed.

That in itself feels like it encapsulates the nature of war; getting people on the same page is hard enough when they are supposed to be on the same team (looking at you, Avengers), but those who've already spread out across the world, harboring an understandable bias against the Thornean kingdom?

Stephen says what they're both assuredly thinking.]

That's a lot easier said than done.

[That'll take trust among all of them, and he just isn't sure there won't be a few people either unwilling to participate or apt to blow the whistle on them.

But it’s not an excuse to avoid trying. He sighs.]

There's one place where all of the Summoned can meet without the authority of their territories bearing down on them. [Where they're having this conversation now. The Horizon.] You want all of us on the same page? Call a meeting for everyone, open the floor up to discussion. It'll be messy, but it's more than what we have now.

And you'd have to make it count, too. Don't think it's anything we could get away with more than once.

[Most of the Summoned poofing away to the Horizon, even for a short while? Would definitely raise a few eyebrows.]