I left Mom to her new old job-temporary, my ass-knowing she had a ton of things to do that had absolutely nothing to do with me. And while I knew, now Femke was whole again and the WPC in safe hands, I was free to focus on my own impending doom, I wasn't satisfied with this particular ending.
I caught up with Femke in her quarters, packing. It was pretty obvious from the organized piles of her belongings she'd known from the moment she regained control of herself this was her plan. She looked up when I peeking in her door after knocking and being welcomed, waving me inside while her magic sorted a pile of neatly folded blouses into a large, black suitcase.