Toledot minus epilogue

toledot/content/secession/phys/Yared/006.tex

@@ -45,7 +45,7 @@ The councilor groaned and slouched back into the cushy microfiber seat. ``Yes. I
 
 ``How so?''
 
-``He is a very slippery man, Yared. While I suppose that it's nice that his goals align with ours on the issue of rights and secession---I can read between the lines as well as he can, I know who he's tapped phys-side---that is not always guaranteed to be the case.'' He finished his own coffee and accepted Yared's cup when offered to dispose of in the trash. ``Slippery and manipulative. I worry that you are at risk of being played by him, of becoming his puppet.''
+``He is a very slippery man, Yared. While I suppose that it's nice that his goals align with ours on the issue of rights and secession—I can read between the lines as well as he can, I know who he's tapped phys-side—that is not always guaranteed to be the case.'' He finished his own coffee and accepted Yared's cup when offered to dispose of in the trash. ``Slippery and manipulative. I worry that you are at risk of being played by him, of becoming his puppet.''
 
 \emph{Aren't I already yours?} he thought. Instead, he said, ``He seems friendly enough, but I guess I can see how that might be used to guide me. He hasn't asked for any favors or anything, at least.''
 
@@ -112,7 +112,7 @@ She responded, ``Well, yes, I am \emph{here}. If I were actually in Antarctica,
 
 I asked, ``How does that work, anyway? Do you feel like a human except in a different shape?''
 
-Her response was a while in coming. ``Yes and no. I look different, to be sure. Anyone who has seen a furry can probably imagine what that means. My av on the 'net allowed me some sensation of that, in that I was provided with a vague sense of touch on my tail, and the sensation of my ears had been moved higher up on my head to approximate the location where the ears of {[}my species{]} are located. Having a muzzle worked well enough. Here, though, the proprioception is complete in a way that an avatar could not hope to be. It made the avatar feel more like a set of clothes and a mask than it did an actual form. Here, it is my form. It made my avatar feel almost cartoonish, with the standard fur patterns a bit too exact and the claws on my fingers nearly identical. Here it can be---must be---as detailed as I would like. My claws wear at different rates, fur colors mingle organically. That is a sign of aposematism, did you know that? It is a warning to those who would attack to stay away. I could even smell like my species, should I choose, though I have not.''
+Her response was a while in coming. ``Yes and no. I look different, to be sure. Anyone who has seen a furry can probably imagine what that means. My av on the 'net allowed me some sensation of that, in that I was provided with a vague sense of touch on my tail, and the sensation of my ears had been moved higher up on my head to approximate the location where the ears of {[}my species{]} are located. Having a muzzle worked well enough. Here, though, the proprioception is complete in a way that an avatar could not hope to be. It made the avatar feel more like a set of clothes and a mask than it did an actual form. Here, it is my form. It made my avatar feel almost cartoonish, with the standard fur patterns a bit too exact and the claws on my fingers nearly identical. Here it can be—must be—as detailed as I would like. My claws wear at different rates, fur colors mingle organically. That is a sign of aposematism, did you know that? It is a warning to those who would attack to stay away. I could even smell like my species, should I choose, though I have not.''
 
 John said, ``Confirmed. She smells like flowers.''