Toledot minus epilogue

toledot/content/launch/sys/Ioan/010.tex

@@ -13,7 +13,7 @@ The same thing was happening now. Ey understood the technical reasons for no one
 
 Ey was half tempted to push one of them past that point, but then ey wouldn't know what bit was true or not.
 
-And these Jonases! Ey was going to see one today, after eir walk. They seemed so slippery. It was not just that they controlled the interview, though ey did not doubt that---the transcript from Codrin\#Castor contained a new twist every time ey reread it. It was that they knew so thoroughly that they were doing so that they did it all with a wink and a smile. That little hint that ey was to know that all they'd done was so clearly calculated yet held so much plausible deniability that there really was no arguing with it.
+And these Jonases! Ey was going to see one today, after eir walk. They seemed so slippery. It was not just that they controlled the interview, though ey did not doubt that—the transcript from Codrin\#Castor contained a new twist every time ey reread it. It was that they knew so thoroughly that they were doing so that they did it all with a wink and a smile. That little hint that ey was to know that all they'd done was so clearly calculated yet held so much plausible deniability that there really was no arguing with it.
 
 Ey was not looking forward to eir interview with Jonas Prime today.
 
@@ -23,7 +23,7 @@ Once ey'd had eir sulk, ey headed to the meeting with Jonas.
 
 Unexpectedly, this turned out to be at the same library at which ey had interviewed Sadiah. Not only that, but Jonas Prime was standing in exactly the same spot that she had been standing in, greeted em with much the same bow that the other historian had, and led em to the exact same booth in the cafe-\emph{cum}-bar beneath the stacks. It was uncanny to such a degree as to immediately put em on the defensive, guarding against some threat, real or imagined.
 
-Once again, the drinks were ordered---cocktails, this time---and the cone of silence fell. Jonas rested his elbows on the table and rested his chin on his folded hands. It was an incredibly charming look. ``Mx. Bălan, so nice to meet you at last.''
+Once again, the drinks were ordered—cocktails, this time—and the cone of silence fell. Jonas rested his elbows on the table and rested his chin on his folded hands. It was an incredibly charming look. ``Mx. Bălan, so nice to meet you at last.''
 
 ``Have you heard that much about me, then?'' Ey did eir best to keep eir smile as earnest as possible.
 
@@ -57,7 +57,7 @@ Ey scribbled quickly in eir shorthand, doing eir best to take down verbatim what
 
 Ioan nodded. ``One of our interviewees phys-side said much the same thing.''
 
-``A dreamer, then,'' Jonas said, grinning. ``But yes, life down there is horrible and no one---or essentially no one---wants to do a single damn thing about it. They're all so caught up in their little political games that they have no interest on doing anything to make their lives better, to live stronger.''
+``A dreamer, then,'' Jonas said, grinning. ``But yes, life down there is horrible and no one—or essentially no one—wants to do a single damn thing about it. They're all so caught up in their little political games that they have no interest on doing anything to make their lives better, to live stronger.''
 
 ``You don't sound very fond of them.''
 
@@ -117,13 +117,13 @@ Jonas shook his head, swallowing the last sip of his drink before saying, ``Ther
 
 ``And the Dreamer Modules?''
 
-For the first time in the interview, for the first time since ey'd met Jonas---the first time any Bălan had met any Jonas, if Codrin\#Castor was correct---he frowned. ``You've been asking plenty of interesting questions, Ioan, but this is the first you've asked that is actively uncomfortable.''
+For the first time in the interview, for the first time since ey'd met Jonas—the first time any Bălan had met any Jonas, if Codrin\#Castor was correct—he frowned. ``You've been asking plenty of interesting questions, Ioan, but this is the first you've asked that is actively uncomfortable.''
 
 Ioan waited.
 
 The grin returned, playful this time. ``Alright, have it your way! You historians, I'll never get it. Do you know what's on the Modules?''
 
-Ey thought back. ``Research stuff. Telescopes, measurement devices, that sort of thing. Codrin said that ey got to lay in a field and look up at the stars as they really were outside the LV---or at least as close as the sim would let them be.''
+Ey thought back. ``Research stuff. Telescopes, measurement devices, that sort of thing. Codrin said that ey got to lay in a field and look up at the stars as they really were outside the LV—or at least as close as the sim would let them be.''
 
 ``And?''