[ Ianthe! It would track that she'd be drawn to Gilia with her love of litigiousness and sharky teeth. Ianthe knows what a queen is due, for sure--but there's a feeling of jealousy? protectiveness? anxiety? rattling around in his chest like a loose bolt. Whether the feelings are grounded in reality or psychosis is a mystery for another time--a patient is walking in the door. ]
I gotta go. You let me know if you think of anything else, and--and-- [ He laughs along the line, plain and amused. ] I hope you're proud of yourself.
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I gotta go. You let me know if you think of anything else, and--and-- [ He laughs along the line, plain and amused. ] I hope you're proud of yourself.
I'll see you later.